Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Kiddo#3 is proud to be a cheater and will demonstrate if you ask him. He loves baseball because Kiddo#1 loves it. He’s easy-going and enthusiastic and adopts whatever exciting things the others are doing at any moment in time. Lately…
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Yesterday there seemed to be confusion as to whether I’m a Benedictine Monk. I assure you I’m not, nor are my four children. My Patient Husband is not the head of our order. Our family is more like a disOrder….
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Remember I told you about the bad, the ugly and creepy parts of moving? I should have realized that registering with the DMV (dratted motor vehicles) was a part of the move and would therefore fall under the curse. Angelborough…
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Guardian angels aren’t only about neat dreams and messing with your iPod. Sometimes they tell you to read the Bible. I admit I’m not good about that. Prayer is one thing: I consistently get half an hour a day of…
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Here’s a blast from the past to make up for yesterday’s mewling whining post: how I taught my toddler about bourbon. On the way home from Angeltown, we listened to the soundtrack from The Sound of Music. (Thank you, Patient…
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We had a brief return to Angeltown during which I realized I just don’t belong there anymore. I can’t put my finger on why. Kiddo#4 had a well-baby appointment (during which everyone agreed “He’s huge.” The child is simply huge….
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TOPIC FOR WEEK OF AUG 1ST (actually answered in the correct week): “How far away do you live from where you grew up?” If you stayed put, how do you feel about that? If you moved a long way away,…
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Kiddo#2 is quiet and perceptive. Often you don’t realize she’s been paying attention until she repeats something you’ve said or mimicks something you’ve done. I’ve heard her encapsulate views of the world that no one ever told her but which…
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A weblog tour question I’m late in answering: “If you could go back and inhabit the body of your younger self, when would you go and what would you do?” Good grief. Bean me with a tough question, why don’t…
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There are times you bond without expecting to. One of the “features” of the new house is a refrigerator that’s as old as the hills. It matches the dishwasher that’s as old as the hills, and they keep one another…
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