First Mommy DC

Eventually this tarp will have to come down…

But in case you’ve been under a rock…I am happy to report that at 4 in the morning, the The Kennedy Center was restored!

Shoutout to Congresswoman Joyce Beatty!!

My girl! My girl! My girl! My GIRL!!

When I started dating Gary, there was one person in particular who just swooped in and claimed me as her own…that was The one and only, Auntie Sweetie!!

On Saturday afternoon, I was talking to my mini me about Auntie Sweetie, and I told her that we’d call Auntie Sweetie tomorrow, on Mother’s Day. Little did we know she would slip away just hours later.

When my mother-in-love left us in 2017, Auntie Sweetie immediately stepped in…she made sure the Musgrave brothers had a mother figure and the grands had a grandmother who could love on them. And that’s exactly who and what she was over the years…like a mother.

I will miss our late night chats and visits up in Montréal. And I’ll miss the stories about her studies in England and growing up in Kingston, Jamaica. If I went too long without calling her, she’d answer the phone by saying, “So, you’ve forgotten about me?!” She was sharp as a tack and never missed a beat!! But I’m holding onto everything you’ve told me…and I’ll make sure the legacy lives on.

It was not uncommon for her to start singing a Jamaican tune, or show up wearing the Jamaican flag or Bob Marley on her shirt! She was a proud Jamaican and I loved that about her!! I’ve been playing the tunes in honor of you!

Thank you for loving me and mothering me, Auntie Sweetie. I’ll see you on the other side!

Another year of BALLIN’ on the National Mall!! Happy 250th, America! Let’s make sure the next 250 will be better than the last!

Well…there are sixteen ounces in a pound.…one of the first things I was forced to remember when Franklyn was born. When we brought him home from the hospital and he’d lost a little weight…I was counting every ounce…day by day…until he gained pound after pound!! That’s how it all started…my countdown to Franklyn turning sixteen!

Well…here we are sixteen years later! And today, on ’s birthday…I’ve finally reached the end of my “Franklyn’s Baby Years” countdown…sixteen tablespoons in a cup!! Today, my cup is full! Franklyn has finally turned SIXTEEN!!! But I look forward to the many days and years ahead when my cup runneth over!!

It has been the joy of my life to watch this little munchkin grow into an exceptional young man. We spent the day on the pitch watching the kid play soccer…the thing he loves to do most! The day was, however, a little bitter sweet for me, as it was our first birthday without my dad. But I know how excited he would have been! And proud!

Stop what you’re doing and help me wish this little guy a Happy 16th Birthday! I love you so much, Son!!

Happy Resurrection Sunday from us.

Easter Sunday 2025, I was riding in the backseat with Mommy and Daddy to go to church. So much has changed…but I’m reminded today that in spite of…God is still the same.