by Robin | Nov 11, 2010 | Uncategorized
To be a person is to have a story to tell. —Isak Dinesen I don’t ever remember not knowing how to read. Earliest memories are me, a stack of Little Golden Books and a glass of chocolate milk–Bosco–and making fast friends with a poky little puppy,...
by Robin | Nov 1, 2010 | Family, Memoir, Mom stuff, Parenting, Personal
Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. ~Toni Morrison, Beloved I almost missed it because I was so self-absorbed. The first...