If you're like us, maybe you've let your yard run a little wild in recent weeks. As winter slowly slid into spring {or what we call "winter" and "spring" in Texas}, we let the landscape fend for itself for the most part. Back to the wildness of its roots.
Sure, we kept it at bay enough not to get any HOA letters, but that's about the minimum. And good luck to the backyard entrants. Sadie now looks like she's been through an episode of Survivor and can fend for herself among some pretty sketchy terrain. {Or maybe you're not like us and contend for Yard of the Month, either way.} But the other day as the dogs and I spent our outside time, I saw it there extending itself at least two or three feet tall—a weed.
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We were ready. Well, let's be honest, we weren't ready. When the call came through that there was a 3-day-old baby that needed a home, I said yes before my thoughts could catch up with my breaking heart. It wasn't until after I hung up that I panicked.
We had a diaper pail and a car seat—that was about the extent of our baby-ness. My husband reeled. A baby? You know that means no sleep, right? I thought my chest was going to collapse from years of wanting a baby so badly combined with the fear of having the responsibility of a newborn. But, we said "yes" anyway. Mothers, don’t let yourselves grow up to be Barb.
Since 2002, the Bachelor/Bachelorette franchise has certainly seen their share of onscreen villains, but this season produced a sleeper no one expected—Barbara Weber. The world fell in love with Weber’s family on Hannah Brown’s season of the Bachelorette. They were equal parts fun-loving and emotionally invested. So if you know the show at all, you expected the heavy lean on Peter’s family during his season. And the overly played “fence jump” moment in all of the trailers? Barb’s breakdown pleading with her son, “Don’t let her go. Bring her some to us.” Get it together, Barb. More than 23,000 children will age out of the US foster care system every year. After reaching the age of 18, 20% of the children who were in foster care will become instantly homeless. Only half of those that age out will find some sort of employment by the time they are 24 years old.
Those statistics haunt me. They should bother you, too. That's why when someone told me that older fosters are just, "too old for parents," I almost lost every ounce of cool I own. Originally posted as a microblog for Houston Moms Blog: |
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