Last Saturday, at 5:30 IN THE MORNING, M and I drove to a very dark park in old Katy. We sloshed through the rain to join the hundreds of other nervous athletes, who were pacing, waiting for the 21st Annual Jeff and Brede’s Intergalactic Triathlon to begin. Athletes on Race Morning are a funny group....Continue Reading
{Ed. Note: I posted this letter yesterday, on Nate’s birthday. But thanks to craptastic, flawed technology, it disappeared from the face of the Internet. So, here I am, writing it again. Ugh.} Dear Nate… This morning when you woke up, you called for me to come and hold you. When I whispered in your ear...Continue Reading
Today’s Fraudulently Asked Questions is with M. We’re talking about the Hergenrader’s summer hobby of launching fireballs flying lanterns into the sky. Almost August and no house fires! Fingers crossed we make it through the whole summer with no trips to the ER. At least no trips for burns. FAQ #1: Oh, wow. Is that a...Continue Reading
Today’s Fraudulently Asked Questions is with both Sam and Elisabeth. Once and for all, we are killing the dream that Texas will pass a law allowing boy/girl twins to marry each other. (Although these questions and answers are fraudulent, we actually do have this conversation a couple times a week. The whole situation is both...Continue Reading
Blame it on One Direction. Blame it on Pilates. In the past couple months, I’ve realized our family needs to get its groove back. Or find its groove to begin with. We don’t have enough music in our lives. Like most things, this all started when we had kids…. You know the scene in Sound...Continue Reading
Dear Catie, Sam, Elisabeth, and Nate… Here’s what I know: each of you loved our family vacation. Here’s what else I know: one day, when you all are nineteen, sixteen, sixteen, and thirteen, you might not love spending two weeks with Dad and me. When that happens, and we have to bribe you with trips...Continue Reading
Every year we travel to the Midwest to see my family in Kansas and M’s family in Nebraska. The trip is a nice break from Houston’s heat, and a fantastic chance for M and I to share our four rambunctious and inquisitive kids with their grandparents for several days. In the past couple years, it’s felt...Continue Reading
Today’s Fraudulently Asked Questions is with Catie. And we’re going old school—all the way back to July 4, 2013. Which, when you’re on vacation seems like TEN YEARS AGO. FAQ #1: Catie, how did you celebrate America’s birthday this year? Catie: We rode on the back of my Papa’s truck in a parade. It was...Continue Reading
By July, our family needs to get dirty. We need grubby bare feet, black half-moons under our fingernails, and dreadlocked hair. We need pink cheeks, sand in our bathing suits, and bug-bitten ankles. It’s because we live in the suburburniest suburb in all of the suburban world. Seriously. Cinco Ranch makes the Simpson’s Springfield look...Continue Reading
BEFORE: The rusty, dated bathroom lighting and wallpaper My strange relationship with exercise (by this I mean how I went to the gym for two years to work on my computer instead of working out) nicely illustrates how I’m afraid to suffer. I went to the gym’s café every day and watched hundreds of people...Continue Reading
