I went to gather the stuff to wrap my mom’s birthday present, then came back to the room. Yep, that’s the scotch tape, and those are Fruity Pebbles stuck to her nose. I have another roll of tape, so it’s all good. When John and Dan were little I used to often think, “When I […]
Last Thursday Alicia texted me at like 9:30 at night wondering if we wanted to go to the pool in the morning. Ugh. It felt almost like, “Feel like having a root canal?” I thought for a minute about that and the reasons I didn’t want to were 100% don’t want to be: 1. cold
Like that? Dang kids fooling around, made a hole in the bathroom wall. Most of the walls in this house are plaster and hard as cement. But this family room was added on in 2003, so that part of the house has sheet rock. Tim said, “Yeah, it’s like there was a soft spot in
That’s why I have to remind myself I’m lucky. This little bulb garden has it right. But this picture below is from lunch time today. Lunch time! Does that look like noon? No, it looks horrible! And I’m sick of myself and everyone complaining about the weather as much as sick of the weather itself.
Here’s the birthday girl with a smile on her face. This one is just blurry and tiny. This guy was at the party. And these ones were too. Mr. 21 himself: And his nephew: I asked what was going on here and l.c. said, “I’m keeping him AWAKE!” Dan and my dad: No idea what’s
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Friday at lunch I went to see if they were getting into Tim’s stuff and they weren’t even in his room. They were in mine! With the He-Man Castle, no less. Yesterday we baked this pink heart cake for Lydia, aka Kari’s birthday. It wasn’t her birthday until today, but that’s okay. And this guy
More trouble with dog poop. Today I was cleaning the kitchen–washing down cupboards and polishing the chrome on the chairs, doing the floor, and Tim and Julia announced they wanted to go outside and continue scooping dog poop. “We want to earn some money.” (I pay $5 for half a paper grocery bag. Do not
Okay this is a game Lydia, aka Kari picked out for her birthday when she went shopping with Grandma. I don’t remember what it’s called, but it’s the Dog Crap Game. (My mom and mother in law are the same in this: On a kid’s birthday shopping trip, they don’t ask questions or judge. I
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Twenty-one years of you–all 6′ 14″ of you–no that’s exaggerating. Sometimes it feels like you’re that tall though. You’ve always been a kid I felt like I sort of didn’t deserve–too conscientious, too kind, sweet, helpful, thoughtful, hardly ever had to be scolded even. You didn’t make messes, or smart off, or bicker much with
It was cold! Really cold out. But it was a really nice day too. We headed to church for the pancake breakfast, a fund-raiser for church camp. The Easter Egg Hunt was very nasty and quite brief. Inside was better. This was before the church service. Later the sun came out. And of this whole
