I don’t feel weepy today. I’m pumped for these two remarkable kids of mine. Parker and Bailey, you are capable, you are kind, and the opportunities that you create for yourselves are limitless. Go get ‘em, tigers.
Category Archives: Bailey
I’ve been sitting here, fingers anxiously hovering over the keyboard, trying to come up with a way to weave words together that can even begin to describe the love I have for this child. It’s just not working. The words that Bailey Boles inspires are powerful and evocative…adjectives like precious, sparkling, tenderly empathetic, and…
Teeth were brushed, and excited footsteps thundered up and down the hall. Backpacks were checked and double-checked. Breakfast plates were left half full. Nervous giggles and carefully selected outfits replaced the leisurely underwear couch-lounging routine of summer mornings. Deep breaths were taken. Buses came. Children were swallowed. Mom waved. Alone. Pensive. It’s just that they…