No answers. Just stories.
I am feeling better, and am now scrambling to do all the things I didn’t do when I was still doing most of the things I do, when I was sick.
New posts, and all sorts of interesting things on the way.
For the moment, this: my baby, chewing on the paint named in her honor at a paint recycling store in our neighborhood.
PS,FYI I think there is something wrong with my phone, this picture is too small.
Da Momma: Elizabeth, a journalist and college instructor. Formerly a latte-slinging, cell phone-talking Washington political junkie. Now a wild-dancing accidentally offensive woman with an irrational passion for flinging things on the floor and hanging things from ceilings. Wants you to think she's a grown-up, even though she calls her Dad the minute things get complicated.
Baby Eden: The Schmoopy. My sweet little Three, who shrank instead of grew. But she's always had Momma's back.
Mary: Devoted to hermit crabs and FREAKING OUT. Made me a mother.
Karenna: Peekaboo Streak. The Roodle, Doodley. Everybody knows about Roo. Passionate about folk music. Some werewolf tendencies. Always looking for new employees. Sophisticated vocabulary
Cute Husband, Esq: A former Marine, it was he who instilled in our daughters a love of getting up very early in the morning to go off and do things. Some days he's lucky he's still alive.
Da Posse: Three friends, six years, eight kids. Because no one can ever see her own stuff. So you gotta get some friends who see yours and tell you about it. And then promptly forget it because they are easily distracted by shiny objects. Oooo. Shiny. The moms aren't in this shot. Nor three of the kids. Just use your freaking imagination.
Moonbeam and Sunbeam: Yes, okay, somehow or other they got the same sorta names as our cats, Moonlight and Sunshine. That was a total accident. However, like the cats, they are super-cuddly, will get food for themselves if hungry, and they're part of the family. Like the rest of the family, they believe in the power of liquor, drugs, and hot glue. They have no fear of blood.
The Beasties: Two cats. And some cacti that refuse to die. This is a picture of a fish we killed a long time ago. Need to update that.
Okay, this is so cool! I love the idea of paint recycling. (I also love Eden chewing on the can!) Can you share the name of the store?
I’m glad you are feeling better. I can’t imagine wrangling the chaos of three little girls while being sick. I hardly feel like managing my dogs when I get sick!
The re-color is a great idea and that color looks so soothing.
intrigued, excited for the new and exciting posts and things! and what a cutie pie of a baby you have, she’s just too much for words.
check the settings on your phone to see if the size, et cetera, got changed? very obvious, but i dunno what else to suggest! and eden looks gorgeous, as usual. her eyes might look bluer in this picture than they have been in other pics, no?
I can’t see the name of the paint – is it called Schmoopy?