Kevin of Always Home and Uncool has asked me to post this as part of his effort to raise awareness in the blogosphere of juvenile myositis, a rare autoimmune disease his daughter was diagnosed with on this day seven years ago. The day also happens to be his wife’s birthday.
Take it away, Kevin…
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Our [...]

“Is this for the shower?” Emma asked.
I was going through my morning “get ready” routine while she and Devin waited patiently for me to take them to school.
“Yep,” I replied.
“What’s it do?” she asked.
“It takes your hair off,” I told her.  And causes chemical burns like a motherfucker, I thought.
“Ohhhhhhh,” she nodded, impressed with her [...]

Emma,
Some day I will write down your very own Story of The Day You Were Born and you will carry on a tradition started by my own mom. Some day you will sit long enough to listen to me talk about the greatest day of my life (and you will likely use that against [...]

There are two things you need to know to understand what I’m about to tell you:
1) Once in a while, I wear a thong. As in that underwear that is mostly loin cloth in the front and string up your butt in the back.
2) I haven’t been alone in a bedroom or bathroom since [...]

I pride myself on being one of those moms.
You know. The enlightened mom.
My kids have seen me naked and no one oohs or ahhs or runs screaming from the room. They know girls have boobs. Meh. No big deal. Boys and girls are different. Meh. Whatever.
We can ask [...]

We were standing in a gas station in Tennessee the first time I heard her say it.
She was holding a bottle of Bug Juice in her tiny hands, carefully carrying it up to the counter all by herself. Her brother had a similar bottle, but his was filled with blue juice. Emma’s was [...]