by Darcy Wiley | Mar 6, 2012 | Sweet Tea
Tonight it’s the same as every night. We finish up the bedtime games, then let loose as a family quartet, the little ones singing so off melody that it becomes an accidental harmony. After bedtime prayer, we head toward the door to leave Elliot alone in the dark....
by Darcy Wiley | Feb 20, 2012 | Sweet Tea
Through the hunter green door, life as I knew it ran down the halls into history. Our firstborn squirmed in our arms, determined to put his feet to the wood where Washington once stood, and I’m sure he had plans for the porcelain dishes as well. The take-me-anywhere...
by Darcy Wiley | Feb 15, 2012 | Pocket Change, Relish, Sweet Tea
Asparagus sizzled in the top oven. I pulled lasagna from the other and looked up. The golden girl waltzed through the door with pep in her step. She came bearing hugs and kisses and cards, and beamed as my boy told her she was “thinking really good” when she got him...
by Darcy Wiley | Feb 6, 2012 | Pocket Change, Sweet Tea
I can hear my husband in the background of the highlight reel, chuckling as he cheers on our little sportsman. In the middle of the adult-sized field, our boy lifts his hands up, just sure he’s going to catch the football. It swooshes over his head and bounces behind...
by Darcy Wiley | Jan 31, 2012 | Jam
The bassist leans forward and presses a button on his laptop keyboard to start up some YouTube sensation, two oddballs singing the praises of Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles. Across from him, the big kid guitarist whips out his smartphone and tucks it away again, a tick...