Life is messy. Life is beautiful. Art & Musings by Lori Oswald
The other night I got home and was having a pleasant conversation with Ronnie while he was preparing dinner and Skyler interjected “Yay! You’re in a good mood!” and I immediately felt embarrassed and ashamed that it was such a rarity lately that she was excited enough to call it out. To hammer the nail …
While I don’t feel like we’re terribly busy with anything big and out of the ordinary these days, I still haven’t had the time to sit down and write much. Some of it is lack of inspiration – it just doesn’t seem there’s much new to report, and I don’t feel really strongly about anything …
Skyler’s vocabulary is pretty amazing to me. She struggles with only a couple common letters on certain words, mostly things that start with “t” and “d” – they come out as “k” and a hard “g” usually. But otherwise she’s got some pretty good and rather mature sentence structure. She absorbs & regurgitates the way …
It’s hard to believe two years ago today, we spent that fearful day at the hospital and found out about Skyler’s heart condition. It seems so much longer ago, especially when I watch her run around crazy every evening like a chicken on speed. There are times I pick her up and hold her during …
Not much to report lately. We are enjoying our new ride, though a dashboard light has already come on to “Service Stabilitrak” – whatever that is. Like I really want to take it in for service already! Hopefully it’s nothing, and if it is, thank goodness we purchased the extended warranty! In other news, Skyler …
That is the most commonly heard phrase in our home these days, spoken by Miss Independent herself. Every possible regular task around the house now MUST be done by Skyler: Letting Bruno in and outside, feeding Bruno, putting her stocking cap on to go out in the cold, unbuttoning her coat, putting socks on, changing …
Yesterday, my mom, Skyler and me headed to Greenwood, Missouri to an antique store owned by one of our friend’s mom, Millett & Co. She has an adorable room in her store with just children’s things, which included lots of butterfly decorations. We picked out some hanging butterflies and long beaded butterfly garlands for Skyler’s …
Not even a month ago I wrote about the challenges of battling a two-year-old. Funny thing is, almost as soon as those words were published online, everything changed again, and whoever that crazy demonic bipolar little monster was, has since disappeared, or is at least in hiding for the moment. Skyler has not only been …
