Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
My mom wanted suggestions for Christmas. Kiddo#3 has been borrowing Kiddo#1’s Beanie Baby cats, so I said he would like his own. The preschool hands out the beanie babies for the kids to hold during circle time, and Kiddo#3 gets…
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Kiddo#1 got sick to his stomach, and I gave him Gatorade. (Our generation got ginger ale; the generation before got Coke with the bubbles stirred out. I wonder what’s next in the lineup?) We had two bottles in the house….
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I loved the story and the song of Rudolph when I was a kid, and nowadays, the Kiddos love it too. I went to college at Cornell, which has a significant geek population. Suddenly I fit right in. (No, really,…
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Here’s the fun new game of the season! Step 1: order something online Step 2: get to the “shipping method” part of the order Step 3: carefully consider your options Here’s the fun: most of the time, if you’re ordering…
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When your microwave oven beeps to remind you it’s been done for 60 seconds, and you scream at it, “Quit nagging me!” it’s a sign that you need to turn everything off and calm down a bit. I’m just saying.
I’m a “frequent contributor” to The Wittenburg Door. I’ve been published there eighteen times and counting because my twisted sense of humor matches theirs. The Door is kind of like a religious MAD Magazine and I’ve sold everything from ads…
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Remember Kiddo#2 and her revised Ode to Joy? She comes by it honestly. My Patient Husband and I were cleaning the kitchen when someone mentioned candy canes. Kiddo#1 added, “Jessica was a candy cane in the Christmas Play.” I was…
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Despite objections in the previous segment, I still believe Beethoven would blow his stack at my children’s rewording the Ode to Joy, but I’ve been assured Mozart would laugh himself silly if he heard my kids barking Eine Kleine Nachtmusik….
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I’ve put my finger on one reason I’m overwhelmed. Because most of the shopping we do (perforce) is online or at the very least mailed, the Philangelus family is essentially throwing our gifts over the wall. We select something, click…
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My Patient Husband suggests why I have no Advent spirit this year: I have not yet purchased my favorite, traditional eggnog-flavored coffee. Clearly I must do so tomorrow…for the benefit of our whole family. He will help me consume it,…
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