Maybe the puppy wasn’t a bad idea, Heather thinks as she arrives at the dog park. Sun shines across the wide-open field. It’s a beautiful winter day in Southern California. A tall fence surrounds the perimeter of the large flat grassy area, with several posted signs enforcing various rules of conduct and health. Clementine got her last round of vaccinations on Tuesday and the … [Read more...] about ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Six
ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Five
Heather reads to her husband from the flight magazine. “Santa Fe is dry but prone to weather changes.” Michael nods. “We should move there when the kids are grown,” Heather says. “Sounds like the perfect place for a menopausal woman.” “Now we are discussing retirement,” Michael says. “I guess you really did need to spend the night away.” “That’s an understatement,” Heather … [Read more...] about ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Five
ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Four
The only time she engages in meaningful conversation is when the children are asleep. It’s a fact she’s come to accept over the years. Prior to their bedtime, every sentence was interrupted by a high-pitched “Mom!” and then she’d forget her point. Now, she responds to almost everyone in one syllable. “No.” Anyway, she’s no longer certain that she has anything important to … [Read more...] about ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Four
ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Three
“They picked their Halloween costumes in July,” Heather says. “Of course they’d change their minds.” “The problem is there are too many choices for kids,” Erin says and takes a sip of coffee. "My only options revolved around what my mother could tastefully attach to a black unitard,” Heather says. “Tiger, zebra, scary mime.” “Well, that last one is creative,” Erin … [Read more...] about ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Three
ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Two
“We’ll tell everyone that we adopted him,” Michael says. “We can’t lie,” Heather says, holding the fluffy puppy against her chest. “Besides, no one is going to believe that we found a golden retriever puppy at a rescue. A pit bull or terrier mix. Yes. But not this dog.“ “Then who cares what they think,” he says and sits on the folding chair in the corner of the … [Read more...] about ModernMom Chronicles: Chapter Thirty Two