We’re an hour late to camp.
And Mare is not in her pajamas.
I WAS SO FREAKING PROUD TO GET HER DRESSED. She’s in a totally acceptable outfit — skirt, sparkly clogs, peasant shirt. And it’s all clean (to which we credit Cute Husband. I don’t do laundry when my spine has not recently been punctured, and […]
I am standing in the new condominium Cute Husband and I purchased. It is dark hardwood, gothic, with several levels, draped in fuchsia velvet, with a small, yellow kitchen.
A tiny Chinese woman sits on a bench with a lapful of towels. Water is running down the walls, soaking into the floor.
“The […]
“Helloooooo!! Our Momma’s upstairs sleep’n.”
“Hey, can you get her for me?”
My head perks up. I haven’t slept well the past couple of nights due to a pinched nerve in my shoulder. It’s almost 10 a.m.. and I’ve been dozing off and on while the kids watch Noggin and eat dry cereal.
Now, they […]
Okay. You got me. I’m going to respond.
Seriously. You would not believe the e-mails I’ve gotten. People feel strongly about boogers, apparently. And lenient parenting. And, like, whether or not I should be permitted to procreate.
I want to set the record straight: THIS BLOG SHOULD NEVER […]
