Broken razor. Clogged
shower drain. It’s time to shave
my winter leg hair.
Walked both dogs and all
was good. Until (gasp) just one
bag? Poop-tastrophe
Though chew toys abound,
nothing matches the taste of
a child’s best loved doll
Walking ten thousand
steps felt doable until
I sat down… and stayed.
Dogs slept on the two
hour drive home – until our street.
That’s their barfing street.
Her mind is so free
and open she even sees
words differently
Last night’s dinner was
salmon served with rice, green beans,
and lots of complaints
Today I chose not
to sit and watch. Today I
chose to splash right in
Leopard spots, zebra
stripes, paisley swirls. Daddy can’t
dress you anymore.
Two carnival games
vanquished; he squeezed two stuffed bears –
then tossed one to sis
My life, described in haiku 
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