The Power of One Little Word

A conversation between a mother and a teenage son.

Mother and son engage in a conversation.  Mother discusses conversation held with son earlier in the day.

I’m disappointed in the way you handled my simple request this morning.  Your response was very self-centered.” – Mother

“I was in a hurry.  I didn’t have time to help you out.” – Tall Boy

“Yes, you did.  You had time.  I asked you help me with something that was important to me.  I was emotional and needed to know I could count on you.” – Mother

” I know.” – Tall Boy

“Remember to think of others as often as you think of yourself.  Your feelings are important, but so are other people’s.  Hearing how ill my dad is very hard.  I need to know you will support me when times are tough.  I need to know you will be the loving son I’ve raised you to be.” – Mother

“I’m sorry, Mom.  I know things have been hard for you lately.  I love you SO much.” – Tall Boy

Teenage son walks over to mother and gives her a hug.

“I’ve never heard you say that to me before.” – Mother

“Never say what?” – Tall Boy

“Say you love me SO much.” – Mother

“I tell you I love you all the time.” – Tall Boy

“You tell me you love me, but I’ve never heard you say you love me SO much.” – Mother

“I say it everyday I guess just not out loud.” – Tall Boy

Mother smiles.

“I love you SO much too.” – Mother

One little word can change everything.






A conversation between a mother, a father, two teenage boys, and a little boy.

Mother walks in to kitchen and sees teenage boy looking for food in pantry and little boy at kitchen table.  Little boy is pouring water into several containers.

“What are you doing?” – Mother

“Getting something to eat.”- Tall Boy

“Not you.  Your little brother.  What is going on with all the water containers?  What are you doing?” – Mother

“I’m being a scientist.  I am seeing what kinds of things can freeze in water.” – Little Boy

“Oh.  Being a scientist is good, but it sure is messy.  Here’s a towel to wipe up some of the water.” – Mother

Mother hands towel to little boy.

“It would be really cool is if we could freeze different types of liquid.  I bet we could freeze pee.” – Little Boy

“Eww.” – Tall Boy

“Why would you want to freeze pee?” – Mother

“Because it’s a liquid, Mom.  We have to see if all liquids freeze.” – Little Boy

Old Boy walks into the kitchen.

What are you guys talking about?” – Old Boy

“Freezing pee.” – Tall Boy

“Ha, ha.  You guys are weird.  If you freeze pee you could make ice cubes and serve them in drinks when friends come over to visit.” – Old Boy

“Yeah.  You could tell everyone it’s lemonade, if you add a little sugar.” – Tall Boy

“Ha, ha.” – Old Boy, Little Boy and Tall Boy

Father walks into the kitchen.

What is so funny?’ – Father

“The Y chromosome you added to our children is acting up again.” – Mother

Anything Worse


A conversation between a mother and a teenage son.

Mother walks into family room and sees teenage son lying on the couch.

“Hey. Would you mind finding another place to read your magazine? Dad and I want to watch a movie.” – Mom

“I want to watch a movie too. What movie is it?” – Tall Boy

“The movie is called Her, by Spike Jonez. I’ve already seen it, but Dad hasn’t.” – Mom

“I heard that movie was good. Can I watch it with you guys?” – Tall Boy

“No. I want to watch it alone with Dad. Besides the movie has a masturbation scene. Do you want to watch a scene about masturbation with your mom sitting next to you?” – Mom

“I can’t think of anything worse. I’ll pass on the movie.” – Tall Boy

“Good choice.” – Mom

Photo Friday – Sums It Up

On our recent vacation to Ireland each member of my family had a different perspective of what made the trip fun.  My husband and I enjoyed everything, especially driving the countryside and seeing the landscapes.  Little Boy enjoyed exploring, taking photographs, and recording videos with his camera.  The teenagers enjoyed…well, this video pretty much sums up the teen boys experience.

Video created by Little Boy.


Happy parents, adventurous little boy and two grumpy teenagers…the story of my life.

Happy Anniversary

Today is the third anniversary of my blog.  I had no idea until I happened to check my email and WordPress congratulated me on the big event.  Interestingly, I am also celebrating my 20 year anniversary of marriage with my husband this month too.  Anniversaries are a good thing to celebrate because they show a commitment.

To celebrate my blog anniversary I am writing today’s blog.  To celebrate my 20 year wedding anniversary my family and I have just returned from a two-week trip to Ireland/England for our spring break vacation.  It was an amazing trip.  What seems more amazing is how I have been married for 20 years.  It seems yesterday when my husband and I took our vows as husband and wife.

We took our boys with us on our anniversary celebration overseas.  People asked why my husband and I brought the boys along if we were celebrating our life as a married couple.  The reasons we brought the boys are simple.  First, we wanted to visit both countries and didn’t have anyone to care for the boys if we went away. Second, the boys are part of our marriage.  They are a result of my husband and I being married, so it seemed appropriate to bring them along.  Third,  we wanted to give the boys the gift of travel.  Overseas travel is something my husband and I enjoy and we haven’t done so since we got married 20 years ago.  With college starting soon for Old Boy and then for Tall Boy soon after, now was the best time to show the boys that a world exists outside of the United States.  Our hope is to inspire the boys to make their own plans for travel when they are older.  This may have been our only overseas trip with all five of us, so we wanted to make sure if was a trip to remember.

Taking three kids on a two-week, two countries trip was no easy feat.  Planning took months.  Years ago when my husband and I traveled we did some pre-planning, but most of the fun was taking a drive and seeing where you ended up.  If we wanted to stay at a place longer we would.  This is wasn’t an option for us traveling with the boys.  We planned each place, with the boys in mind, to reduce the amount of stress it would place on us and them.  Our planning worked.  With minimal stress we were able to see and do all the things we wanted to do.  Every hour I spend researching details of our stay was worth it.

The anniversary trip to England/Ireland had an impact on me.  It made me realize how much my husband and I have in common.  We enjoy seeing and experiencing different cultures and learning new things.  We don’t often do much out of the ordinary in our home, daily lives and yet were more than willing to do and try everything while traveling.  Some folks have no interest in staying in endless lines at the airport for the sake of traveling, but my husband and I are.  I wish I could say our boys shared their parents’ enthusiasm for travel, but at times they longed for the comforts of the familiar more than the spirit of a great adventure.

My husband felt discouraged because our boys weren’t more expressive with gratitude about allowing them to join us on our anniversary trip.  I was less concerned.  My boys are nice guys, but aren’t mature enough yet to realize the sacrifices we made to take them on the trip.  I don’t expect them gush how wonderful their parents are because we gave them a gift.  We willingly chose to take them with us.  The boys didn’t ask to come.  I know ( or hope) they will understand the size of our gift to them some day.  The next overseas trip my husband and I will be alone though.  As much as we enjoyed having the boys with us, my husband and I realized we would enjoy the next trip much more without constantly catering other people’s needs.

To be honest, I’m not happy to be home.  I know I will be in a few days, but our vacation was good at taking away stress.  The moment I walked through my front door I could feel the weight of life responsibilities push down on me.  There are bills to pay, emails to read, laundry to wash, food to shop for, and thank you notes to write.  The joy of living for only in the moment has passed.  As much as I would like to continue in the mindset of my vacation I know the daily grind of life will not allow me to feel as free.

The anniversary vacation reminded me of how fortunate I am, especially for my marriage.  My marriage is the single greatest gift I’ve been given.  I hope my husband and I have many more celebrations in the future.

Happy anniversary to my husband of 20 years and happy anniversary to another year of blogging.






Wonderful Boy

A conversation between a mother, a father and a teenage boy.

Father walks into kitchen where mother is.

Honey,  we’re out of toilet paper.  I’m going to run to the store right now.” – Father

“I thought you were putting the little guy to bed?” – Mother

“We need toilet paper right away.  Do you want to have to go to the bathroom without toilet paper?” – Father

“No.  I guess you are right.  Okay, I’ll put the little guy down.  Let me see if one of the big boys will finish unloading the dishwasher.” – Mother

Mother walks down the hall to the big boys’ room.  Mother sees teenage boy lying on his bed.

“Dad is going to run an errand and I need to put the little guy down for bed.  Would you please finish cleaning the kitchen?” – Mother

What?  Why do I have to do it?” – Tall Boy

“I just told you why.  I’m putting your brother down for bed and dad is running an errand.  Everything is almost done.  I need you to finish putting the dishes away from the dishwasher.  Okay?” – Mother

Tall Boy groans.

“Come on.  It’s not a big deal.  Please help out.” – Mother

“Okay.” – Tall Boy

“Thank you.  You’re a wonderful boy.” – Mother


I’m Not Ready


A conversation between a mother, a father and a teenage boy.

Mother walks into house.  Mother puts down purse and computer.  Mother greets family.

Hi everyone.  How is it going?” – Mother

“Good.  How was your day?” – Father

“The usual…brutal.” – Mother (smirks)

Mother looks over at boy on the couch.

Hey buddy.  How are things in the land of high school?” – Mother

“Fine.  Not sure if I like the new Spanish teacher, but other that it’s pretty good.”- Teenage Boy

“How are the girls in high school?  How’s the love life going?” – Mother

“Good actually.” – Teenage Boy

“What?  What do you mean “good actually”? – Mother

I mean good.” – Teenage Boy

“Good meaning you like someone or someone likes you?” – Mother

“Both.” – Teenage Boy

“Care to provide a bit more information, Sherlock?” – Mother

“No.  My private life is private.” – Teenage Boy

“Since when?  Do you have classes with her?  Is she smart?  Is she nice?  What does she look like?” – Mother

“See.  This is why I didn’t want you to know.  You’re going to ask tons of questions.” - Teenage Boy

“No, I won’t.  Just a few questions.  I have a right to know about the girl trying to snag my son.” – Mother

“Geez.  Okay.  She’s in my class.  She told some mutual friends she likes me.  I went up to her and started talking to her.  Now we both like each other.  She is cute, really smart and nice.  End of story.” –  Teenage Boy

“End of story?  What does that mean?  Come on just a few more details.  What’s her name?  Does she have any siblings?  How old is she?  Did she go to your middle school?  Where does she live?  You know you can’t date until you are 17 right?  Only group dates for now.  Have you held her hand?  What does it mean when you both say you “like” each other?  How does this liking each other thing work?” – Mother

“I’m leaving.  This conversation is over.” – Teenage Boy

Teenage boy walks away from mother.

Wait.  Come back.  I want to know what’s going on.  I have rights…” – Mother

“Sweetie, let it go.  Let him go.” – Father

“But…” – Mother

“It’s happening.  There’s nothing we can do about it.  It’s part of life.  You went through it and so did I.” – Father

“I’m…I’m…I’m not ready for a relationship.  Just yesterday I was pushing him a stroller at the zoo.  Now he has a liking thing with a girl.  Sigh.” – Mother

“The stroller thing at the zoo was a while ago.  Besides at least he didn’t mention they were having sex yet.” – Father

“Ahhh.   Don’t say that.” – Mother