Musings on Life Mothering Men
by Marissa Glover I’m not a big fan of video games, never have been. I remember my brother’s Atari and our childhood matches of Pong, which I always lost. I kid you not: It was just too fast-paced for me to keep up. I remember playing Ms. Pac-Man and Frogger arcade games at the local pizza place while my parents talked with other parents after the men’s softball game. I was decent at Pac-Man; my frog got hit by a… Keep Reading
My little Bear and I have a favorite game, in which we drive down one of the most beautiful tree-lined streets in our small town, past the house he plans on buying someday. When he is a Grownup Man. Every time, he points out a second-floor window, and assures me that there is a room in the house just for me, when I become an older and smaller (?!) mommy, and he will stock it with yogurt smoothies and chocolate,… Keep Reading
