The Penis Chronicles presents, “Equivalent to Christmas morning.” “Okay boys we need to go to bed early because we have to catch a plane in a few hours,” I advise the children as we slide into our hotel beds. We have already established the who sleeps with mom schedule and the little body beside me… Continue reading Equivalent to Christmas morning
The Penis Chronicles presents, “Seriously?” The first thing you need to know is that I like putting presents under the Christmas tree before Christmas. So, any gifts that arrive in the mail from aunts and uncles get wrapped and placed under the tree. The next thing that I need to share is that my boys… Continue reading Seriously?
The Penis Chronicles presents, “Travel back in time: Travel forward” Sometimes I just watch them. I listen and I wonder what my life was like before them. I can’t remember and I can’t imagine being anywhere but here and now. Sometimes I remember the tinier versions of the young men I call my babies. I… Continue reading Travel back in time: Travel forward
The Penis Chronicles presents “Taking a trip.” Travel with children is something of its own adventure isn’t it? I remember that first time I travelled as a mom. I travelled alone with a baby that was only a few months old, and it was the kind of travel that involved an airplane. He travelled like… Continue reading Taking a trip
The Penis Chronicles presents, “Pee!” “Do I get to bring it home,” he asks. His eyes go big and I can see the wheels turning in his little brain. “No we don’t being the pee home,” I answer as I try to keep the exasperation out of my voice. My youngest has always been mischievous… Continue reading Pee!
The Penis Chronicles presents “Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother” The bright florescent lighting in the main bath barely casts any light into the aged and worn shower stall. The dimness is intensified by the faded grey tile displaying calcium build-ups like a medal of honour. The water just won’t reach the… Continue reading Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother
The Penis Chronicles presents “Is my laughter bad parenting?” I watched. It seemed to happen in slow motion. The boys were bike riding side by side and the path forked left and right. They were supposed to take the fork to the right but the older boy wasn’t turning. He waited until the last second… Continue reading Is my laughter bad parenting?