"... We are not alone in our beloved tradition. This is the story of so many Omaha families, which is kind of what makes the College World Series so special. This event is sacred to our town. The CWS is a holiday of sorts; an annual tradition forged in sunlight, fried food, tailgating and The Wave. I wouldn’t have it any other way."
After reading the poem "The Last Time" (and ugly crying afterward), this Omaha mom came up with a list of "last times" she won't miss. Check it out here.
"Those caricatures gradually became our friends, morphing from random strangers to the kind of friends who often feel more like family than mere athletic acquaintances. We traveled to tournaments with them, shared meals with them and relaxed by countless hotel pools with them. We cheered their children’s successes as if they were our own, and they did the same with our kids."
"To a stranger, they are adults acting like silly — and deafeningly loud — children. But to me, they are home again. They are my babies, acting the way they did in the golden years of their childhood. Bring on the idiotic behaviors because they warm this mom’s heart."
"As I read through card after card of syrupy-sweet sentiments, it occurred to me that they should consider tightening up the details a little. Because I am NOT the mom they’re worshiping on those cards. So here are a few suggestions, Hallmark, for some realistic Mother’s Day cards that this mom would love to receive."
Sometimes, it’s the simple things that get us through. Those tiny no-big-deals that bring smiles to our unrested faces. Here are a few teeny things that can bump a regular day to a next level, heck yes kind of day for this mom.
After a rough morning where everything that could go wrong did — including hundreds of golf balls spilling forth from her garage — this Omaha mom and her daughter could only laugh. In fact, they're still laughing about the hilarious memory.
"With this burst of spring comes some much awaited outside time. My husband and I dug out our sunglasses the other day and took the toddler to the park down the street. Once we started playing, I noticed there was a nice sampling of the many types of moms at the playground."
"I have five kids — so I'm clearly one card short of a full deck, and my judgment should always be in question. My children, on the other hand, are relatively intelligent beings. They’ve done well enough in school and they accomplish perfunctory tasks in their varying levels of the world with a fair amount of competence. So why are they unable to complete the following simple tasks?"
Three-year-olds are surprisingly smart.
"Suddenly, I was in there like my 8-year-old self, changing ensembles from day to night attire and using my best Barbie voice to say things like, 'I have to go to a meeting,' and 'What are you wearing to the ball?' It was, no joke, really fun."
Most of us have seen the movie-version of Stephen King’s "The Shining."
"There are two people in my house with confirmed Influenza A. I am surrounded by the joy of it; surrounded like I’m the center of an enormously viral germ sandwich that is not at all delicious," wrote Omaha mom Lynn Kirkle.
As moms, we often have to choose our battles.
"This year I was going to get serious about my New Year’s resolutions. I bought a shiny planner and colored markers — so you know I was hardcore determined," wrote Omaha mom Lynn Kirkle. "But it’s been 16 days. We had a good run, right?"
As parents, we are always looking forward to our child’s next phase because it is rife with promise.
I love Christmas — love, love, love it. I’m not glad it’s over and I’m already mourning its passing.
If you walk the aisles at nearly any retail store today, you’ll discover a whole new genre of kid games. Gross games are a wildly popular craze — each one more nauseating than the next. Get ready to scream, “Whyyyyyyyy?” as this Omaha mom gives you her top five.
Traditions don't have to always be perfect, planned or Hallmark-worthy. Sometimes they're weird, start by complete accident and involve piling into the minivan to buy a Christmas tree the night before Thanksgiving at Mendards.
Kids like a lot of weird things. Things that we, as parents, see and think to ourselves, "No way." Here are a few.
After watching a Christmas movie at home recently, Lynn Kirkle's daughter was convinced Santa was headed their way that night. After some explaining that Christmas is more than a month away, she thought they were in the clear. Until they walked into Target the next day...
"But another thing I adore about them — and there’s really no way for me to say this without sounding like a monster — is the endless stream of plausible excuses and alibis they provide us for nearly every occasion."
"If there’s one thing I know, it’s that babies are built upon a foundation of Kraft Macaroni & Cheese, double orders of French fries, cherry-flavored Tums and bottomless plates of spaghetti. This fact somehow seems to get lost in the aristocratic translation, though; it’s like the royals didn’t get the memo or something."
Ah, 3-year-olds. They're as cute as they are bossy. It's both terrifying and hilarious to think of what the world would be like if they ran things.
I’ve been reading a lot lately about impostor syndrome.
My 3-year-old is terrible at answering questions. Just this morning I asked her, “Katie, where are your shoes?”