• Summer nights are for roasting marshmallows on the back patio. Even if Robin does pout in the corner and snarl at you every time you talk to her.

    August 29
  • The merry-go-round continues. This is going to be a long school year. I decided to bow out of the chorus, at least for the first concert until I establish a bit more of a routine. I think that for now, I’d rather be there for my kids for the short amount of time that they’re…

    August 28
  • I just sang “Goodnight, My Angel” to Robin because she couldn’t sleep. It’s the first song I’ve sung to her in months. I hope it brings her peace the way it did for me at her age.

    August 27
  • Someone told me today that I’m doing good parenting. Some days it feels more like it than others. Today was one of the better days.

    August 26
  • I am struggling with a lot of things, but Robin had no struggles eating this cotton candy at her cheer party.

    August 25
  • I slept past 10am for the first time in what feels like at least ten years. I was having dreams that Robin was being lured into making bad choices before a tribunal that was obliterating people for making said bad choices. I tried to step in on her behalf, saying she’s only a child, she…

    August 24
  • Not a great picture. I give it a zero. We played Quiddler and I pulled it out against Billy in the very last hand. Alexa even played fanfare music off the scorekeeping app I have on my phone. Billy and Christina didn’t appreciate that much, but I did.

    August 23
  • I love this wall. Every time I look at it, I see something different. And even though I’ve seen all the photos many times, they evoke different emotions each time. Tonight I looked at pictures of Robin smiling, genuinely smiling, and I find myself wondering if I’ll ever see that smile again. Today she was…

    August 22
  • I had a good talk with Robin (well, to Robin, because she never really said anything other than a barely perceptible nod or shake of the head). I don’t know if it helped her, but I felt better knowing I’d gotten my point across. Now she can make her own decisions and understand exactly where…

    August 21
  • I feel so ineffective as a parent. I wish I had someone to give me all the answers, to make this all just a little bit easier. It feels like we’re all groping around in the dark, running into each other and the wall, and no one can find the door or the light switch.…

    August 20
  • Florida skies can be pretty spectacular.

    August 19
  • My mood is tied too tightly with Robin’s moods. When she is upset, I’m upset. When she’s happy, I’m happy. It’s not just Robin, really, it’s just that her moods vacillate the most. It’s exhausting being Robin.

    August 18
  • Days at the pool are running out. I was sad that Robin wouldn’t come with us. Someday maybe we’ll have our own pool.

    August 17
  • We finally managed to get out to get Robin the ice cream she earned from that epic practice over a week ago. Between our trip to New York and Robin’s strep throat, we just couldn’t make it happen. But it was worth the wait. She even recovered when I told her she has a practice…

    August 16
  • I finally had a day with nothing to do except work. And I did a shit-ton of it, too. Now if I could just get to the pool… I’d be golden.

    August 15