March 17, 2008 | Mama Smith
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Category : faith
February 4, 2008 | Mama Smith
happy birthday to wee-why
Who arrived at 2pm a year ago. To a tentative threesome, having no clue just how much their world would be rocked by the little 8 pound bundle. With a mere 18 months after Brighton’s arrival , we were completely... Keep Reading...October 25, 2007 | Mama Smith
partnership
One thing we prayed long and hard about during our transitional move to SC was the hope of finding deep, meaningful friendships. This is always a fear when one uproots and finds a new home three states away. We have... Keep Reading...October 17, 2007 | Mama Smith
seasons
I’ve so missed writing and sharing the comings & goings here at the Smith homestead on a more regular basis, but some seasons simply necessitate “unplugging”, in many sorts. Writing, in itself, has always been a sweet retreat for me... Keep Reading...September 27, 2007 | Mama Smith
apple cakes
This morning we baked apple cakes for our neighbors. From an onlookers perspective, this would have been considered a quaint, generous endeavor. Brighton and I would have been found picturesquely bustling about the kitchen, covered in flour and standing in... Keep Reading...August 18, 2007 | Papa Smith
Friends will cost you something
Its true. You should not have friends if you wish to never be broken, bruised, battered, beleagered, or bitten. However, you will also miss out on things like this: The last couple of weeks have been rich with friends as... Keep Reading...July 29, 2007 | Mama Smith
happy day levi
Happy Day. Brighton had this phrase stuck in his head after celebrating Marcy’s birthday a few months back. We sang Happy Birthday, which he had never partook in singing until that evening. The following weeks prompted many attempts at singing... Keep Reading...July 5, 2007 | Mama Smith
the return
I’ve started and stopped this post over a dozen times. The right words and proper thought process just won’t come, so I figured it’s time to just dump over the box and let the the pieces fall where they may.... Keep Reading...June 20, 2007 | Mama Smith
what do you do when...
...you find yourself in the following conversation… I emerged from the co-op dragging Brighton in one hand, a bag of groceries in the other, Levi strapped to my chest in the Bjorn, and the rest of the groceries strapped to my... Keep Reading...May 19, 2007 | Papa Smith
We put the fun in disfunction
Thoughts from Papa Smith: I sat down to write a blog about something I’d learned just a moment ago, and now its gone. Learning something about yourself that’s not pretty is like getting a stack of cash and putting it... Keep Reading...May 13, 2007 | Mama Smith
the culprit
Two tiny infected ear drums = One unconsolable babe between 11pm and 6am. Two hours of scattered sleep. Two very tired, cranky parents. No proposed sleeping-in for this mom today. Instead the morning held an emergency trip to the doctor... Keep Reading...April 17, 2007 | Papa Smith
I remember forgetting that before
I’m incredibley forgettful. This morning I forgot to take our friend’s children to school – yes, it was an “off” morning. Amy’s sick and we only have a vague memory of what sleep is, but these are only small enhancements... Keep Reading...March 27, 2007 | Papa Smith
In a million years
I never thought, in a million years, I’d be sitting here. Watching my boy bathe in the tub, find his way through toys that work together and those that don’t, getting frustrated along the way. Learning to gripe. Learning to... Keep Reading...March 25, 2007 | Mama Smith
achingly tired
Brighton not wanting to miss out on this cool thing Levi was into lately, called swaddling. B: Hey, nice swaddling, dude. L: Yeh, nice new hairdo, man. Today I was reading through one of my favorite literary publications, a sweet outlook... Keep Reading...March 17, 2007 | Mama Smith
personal day?
By the end of Thursday I was wondering if there was such thing as Sick Days for moms. Or Personal Days…or the standard two weeks vacation. Or something. Anything. If not, what about “skip town” days or “run out... Keep Reading...March 12, 2007 | Mama Smith
the grass is always greener
“If only“s…they like to rule my life a better part of most days. Big ones. Small ones. It doesn’t matter. These little mind games really start to mess with you. If only…the sun would come out, the temperature would rise,... Keep Reading...February 27, 2007 | Mama Smith
aroma
It has been a long, long, long, long day. And yes, it’s not even 6pm yet. I won’t go into details for the simple fact that my heart just doesn’t need to go there right now. 10 visits to... Keep Reading...February 10, 2007 | Mama Smith
a father's love
What I didn’t realize last night is that Matthew had gone into Brighton’s room towards the end of my posting on the blog. He had picked up the raging B, sat him down and told him to look at his... Keep Reading...February 9, 2007 | Mama Smith
one of those
Hard days and good days. There’s bound to be a hefty mix of both in the coming months. Today was one of the hard ones. Right now, Brighton is screaming – and I means screaming – in his crib. He... Keep Reading...February 7, 2007 | Mama Smith
bye-bye baby
This morning I went in to get Brighton up, trying to maintain some sense of normalcy in his life…like seeing his mom without the baby every now and then, doing things she used to do, like getting him up in... Keep Reading...January 24, 2007 | Mama Smith
i think he knows...
Something is definitely going on. Mom is definitely up to something that will involve less of me-time and more of something or someone else time. I do not approve. This has seemingly been Brighton’s general attitude (and his general facial... Keep Reading...January 21, 2007 | Mama Smith
three down...
Despite our highest hopes and greatest attempts to keep our hands washed, water bottles refilled and the house wiped down constantly with Lysol, the Smith fort is fully under seige. Brighton’s snotty nose and cough is still hanging on for... Keep Reading...January 13, 2007 | Papa Smith
Priceless Green Snot
Its sitting right there on my shirt, and in about forty minutes it will be less than impressive. It will have dried up, and become more like a chalky layer infused into the soft cotton of my favorite otsu t-shirt. It... Keep Reading...January 8, 2007 | Mama Smith
