Hooray for ten days off of school! Hooray that the world is preparing for Christmas! Hooray for Santa’s chair all ready for the guy to come so the Hergenrader kids can refuse to sit on his lap (actually just Nate. And maybe Elisabeth.) Triple hooray for flip-flops for a whole week and NO SOCK ISSUES!...Continue Reading
Last week, when M was out of town, and I was GOINGGOINGGOING, I realized one thing: I don’t have nice hair. I have high-maintence hair. Of course, I realized this long ago when my mom gave me perms to lend some body to my limp, blonde hair. Or in high school when my friends only...Continue Reading
In my little community of friends, there are two types of moms: those whose husbands travel and those whose husbands do not travel. Praise the Lord I’m in the first group because here’s what I learned this week… when M is out of town, I operate in serious overdrive. Like ICAN’TSTOPMAKINGSUREEVERYTHINGISFINISHEDANDICAN’TRELAX!EVER! Normally I’m done with...Continue Reading
About five years ago we had newborn twins and a mild case of germaphobia. Those little newborns had premature immune systems, and we knew we couldn’t handle two sick babies at once. So, we sanitized our hands and didn’t invite many people over for fear they’d bring in meningitis or those tummy bugs that turn...Continue Reading
If you need to pick up your older child, and you need Sam to ride his bike, you might give him some Skittles for “energy food.” Even though both you and Sam know the Skittles are a bribe to get him on his bike and to stop playing with that darn hula hoop.Sam will take...Continue Reading
Ten years ago, almost on this very day, I wrote a letter to a guy named Aaron who lived in Nebraska and wrote a weblog (yes, I know, “weblog.” It was only 2002, so that’s what we called blogs). Like hearing a recording of your own voice, it’s a little hard for me to read...Continue Reading
Like I’ve written before, our lives look hipper through the Hipstamatic lens. Recently I’ve discovered the app everyone else with an iPhone loves: Instagram. If you’re on Instagram, I’m chergenrader, and we can follow each other or be friends or whatever the cool kids call it. If you’re not on Instagram (hi, mom), here are some...Continue Reading
On Thursday, Nate and I ran some errands at a hectic outdoor mall by our house. Even though it was ninety degrees outside, there were Christmas decorations everywhere. Right in the middle of the mall, this gorgeous Christmas tree towered above the wreaths and stoic reindeer and shiny red garland glittering in the slight breeze....Continue Reading
Marco…I’m so sorry to be driving to Galveston this morning for your funeral. I’m sorry your precious kids are hurting today. I can’t even imagine what your beautiful wife is going through.I lost a friend this week; the world lost a really good guy.I met you almost thirty years ago. Met is surely not the...Continue Reading
This past Sunday the Hergenraders adventured. (Yes, adventured is a word. It’s the verb used to describe leaving the house at 7:30 AM, driving hundreds of miles to participate in kind-of crazy ideas, and getting home twelve hours later.)Part of the adventuring included visiting the Gulf Greyhound Racetrack in Texas City. Not to make a...Continue Reading
