Hero. For such a little word it sure has a lot of meaning. When you label someone a hero, it’s kind of a big deal.

And then, as if being a hero wasn’t big enough, we also have the next level up which are super heroes. I am personally a big fan of one super hero in particular.

Yet being a hero doesn’t have to be such a status symbol or echelon event. We can be a hero to someone just by paying for their coffee if they’re low on money. Or sending a card to say “I’m thinking of you” when you know they had a shitty day. How about standing up for them when no one else will.

Or buying them a donut because you know they really want one and would eat it if someone gave it to them but would not buy it themselves.

Ok maybe that last one is just my idea of a hero.

I used to think a hero was someone who literally saved lives. Now I’d be cool with someone who just saved me a seat in a crowded room.

Isabella was asked to do a writing assignment about a hero. She had to include a main idea, 3 details, and a concluding sentence. Of course because she’s my daughter she did extra credit and added 2 extra details.

Here’s what she wrote:

My mom is a hero. Do you want to know why? If not, stop reading.

She is pretty. She gets her hair colored. Dad says she is beautiful. Every time she gets a haircut Cora says, “You look pretty.”

She is fun. She plays lots of games. She will play almost anything. She plays games on TV.

She is daring. She does the Polar Plunge. She does lots of scary stuff. She does belly flops in the water sometimes.

She is strict. Sometimes she yells. One time she took away my toys. She makes us follow so many rules.

She is nice. She bought us angel food cake. She gets us toys. She smiles a lot.

So now I’ve told you all about how my mom is a hero (if you read it).

See. All you need to be a hero is pretty, fun, daring, strict, and nice. Its achievable yet also enough criteria to weed out the posers.

Also, I don’t know where she got the belly flop thing because I never jump in the water….I’m afraid of water. Can a hero be a hero and still be afraid of water? I feel like that in and of itself shouldn’t disqualify me. I just won’t be the kind of hero to save you if you’re drowning.

What is a hero to you? Who is a hero in your life? Have you told them? Maybe you should. I guarantee they’ll feel pretty special.

Now let’s go talk about it over angel food cake. I’ll buy!

Silly Little Sentences


Isabella: Cora, think of something to ask Google.

Cora: Shamrock paper.

Isabella: No, it has to be a question.

Cora: Shamrock paper!

Isabella: A question! But not something like when are mom or dad going to die. Google’s not a doctor….


Dad, can I call you mom for short?


Let’s sit at the table and talk about Smores. Maybe that will get mom and dad interested.


Mom, I love little cakes. They taste like heaven. Unless they use poop as an artificial ingredient. Who wants poop with sprinkles?

I love those 2 silly girls!!


The other night as I was making dinner and Isabella was doing homework, she casually said, “Mom, did you know that on YouTube they have videos of naked people having sex?”

Well that was not the conversation I was expecting to have on a random Monday night in March.

In my head I’m thinking, “Yes of course I know that! It’s called porn! There’s all kinds of porn out there.” Then I switch to, “Wait a minute, how do you know this? Did someone tell you? Have you seen it? What exactly did you see?” And from there, “What should I say? Do I acknowledge it? Do I brush it off? Is this a teaching moment or a funny ‘remember when Isabella brought up porn’ moment? “

Turns out that with kids, if you wait long enough, you don’t have to do anything and they’ll just keep going.

“Why would anyone want to see naked people having sex? That’s like so gross. I don’t even like to see you and Dad kissing.”

And there it is. The sweet innocence of youth. For her it’s not about political or societal taboos or what’s right and wrong or even an intrigue into something much older than her. To her it’s giggle worthy and on the same grossness level as puke or salad.

We’ve tried hard to keep our kids innocent for as long as possible (though we can’t plan for everything). They don’t watch violent movies or overly romantic shows. We don’t talk about very adult topics in front of them (little pitchers have big ears!). We even have a code word for sex – Cheetos [You know, if I want to hint to CJ that I’m in the mood, I’ll say, “Hey, want to have Cheetos later?” It’s worked pretty well. Neither one of them has caught on to the fact that sometimes mom and dad eat Cheetos in their room late at night after they’ve gone to bed].

Rabbit hole: at work we have many different systems and each of those systems has their own release schedule. They also all have their own release names. One team names their releases after Super Heroes. Another has gone with Pokemon characters. Yet another one was using natural disasters for a while until they realized how depressing it was to say “The Chernoble release is scheduled for next month”. Well, the manager of one of those systems sits next to me and their releases are named after comfort foods. So they had the Cheetos release a few months ago. I tell ya what, it was an interesting day for me when I heard her say on a call, “Yep, that one goes in Cheetos….Well Cheetos is on schedule right now but can be moved to later if need be….Let’s keep that in there because I’d rather go with Cheetos than Mashed Potatoes”.

Where was I? Oh yeah, protecting the innocence of our kids.

Isabella then added, “My friend at school told me about it. She watched it.”

It’s disturbing that a 9 year old has watched porn already. However, I remember being in grade school (6th grade maybe?) and finding my friend’s dad’s stash of Playboys. We were fascinated by both what was inside and also by the fact that we’d found something secret and forbidden. It was naughty in an exciting way. Back then, this kind of stuff wasn’t as readily accessible as it is today which made it that much more exhilerating.

Isabella then changed the subject and moved on. I was spared from having to really do much of anything. All I said was, “I don’t want you watching any of those videos so if you’re with a friend and they want to watch it, you need to say no and tell a parent.”

She nodded in a way that indicates that would be the only logical thing to do and continued about her homework.

Meanwhile I was left with a lot to think about. And suddenly with a craving for Cheetos.

An Interview with Isabella

Since it’s been 4 years, I thought it would be good to provide some updates on the girls. Kids change practically overnight it seems so you can imagine how much they’ve changed over the last few years! But instead of me writing paragraphs of my observations, I thought it would be more fun to just interview them so they could tell you about themselves in their own words! First up, Isabella, who is currently 8 years old and in 3rd grade. She has glasses, beautiful long blonde curly hair, was diagnosed with ADHD in kindergarten, is very literal, logical and thoughtful and she amazes me.

Q: What is your favorite food?

Apples. I don’t know why. I guess because they’re juicy.

Q: What is your favorite color?

Blue, then turquoise, green, purple, pink and so on and on and on until all the colors are used up.

Q: What do you like most about school?

Art on Wednesdays. Also, Wednesday is chicken nugget day which is my favorite. [Then she leaned in and whispered: they don’t really call it ‘chicken nugget day’, I just made that up.]

Q: What do you want people to know about you?

That I’m not a small person who doesn’t know anything. I can’t be beat up. Like Dad says, I have sharp elbows.

(This answer surprised me so I asked her if she was worried about being “beat up”. She said no. Then added that she is the smallest in her class and sometimes people think that means she’s doesn’t know things. “But I know a lot of things mom, I just don’t say them.”)

Q: What are your favorite things to do?

Draw and color. I like drawing silly pictures for people. Also monsters.

Q: Who is your favorite person?

Mrs. J and Jayden. I can’t decide which so don’t make me.

Q: What do you like most about Cora?

She’s funny. But sometimes I don’t get it. She can be weird too.

Q: If you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be?

A stuffed animal come to life because then you can be snuggled and loved but also talk to people and do things.

Q: What’s the biggest thing that’s changed about you since you were 4 years old [which is how old she was when I stopped blogging]

I talked weird then. (Then she said, “You don’t have to write this part down Mom but I would say things like “Big, Bigger, and Biggerer“. That’s so weird!”)

Q: Any final words that you want to share with Mommy’s friends?

I would want them to know that I have a space themed room. I like space stuff. Also, interviews are fun. I like them too.


Today Isabella brought home an activity from school for hitting 100 days. Thought I’d share some of her answers.

  • I would not want 100…cats (the only reason is because my sister is allergic)
  • If I had $100 I would buy….an animal shelter.
  • I can lift 100…pieces of paper (make that 1000!)
  • In 100 years I hope I can…still walk
  • I can eat 100….chocolates (in one week)
  • I could never eat 100….pieces of pizza

And there you have it. Isabella in her own words. And what amazing words they are!