We’ve got this guy for the day. He went with me to the grocery store, rode around happily in the cart, so cute–big red cheeks and little soft moccasins. When we got home, he wore himself out playing with James. When he was pooped out, I wrapped him in a blanket and took him out […]
The thirty-eighth birthday was spent in bed in the sun with beautiful newborn Kari. Lori came with buns and sandwich meat, and we all had a picnic in the bedroom. The kids took silly video, bouncy, seasick video. Kari slept. The forty-eighth? Babysitting b.g. and dropping off our LAST tuition check at preschool. (The school
Yeah, this one, this little cute one… who emerged wound so many times in her cord that her dad had to untangle her… whose first words were: “No!” “Mine!” and “Stuck!” kari, and her brother dan, on her birthday …the one who has been charming us and cracking us up for years, turned ten years
Here we have the kids coloring eggs. The kit had only three colors. What the heck? They usually have a whole bunch, like ten. But, you know? With three it worked just as well and it was less of a mess. We did eighteen eggs and everyone was happy. And my mom took Lydia birthday
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The party at preschool is on Thursday, so we gotta be ready. We managed, even though the construction paper I was sure we had was gone and we couldn’t find any of those little paper doilies. We had some. I dunno where they went. These turned out fine anyway. It was fun. Tonight I went
Kirsten took this picture of Kari, and for the record, Kari’s a very patient girl… Kirsten’s car? The mechanic finally called tonight about 7. It’s the fuel pump! It’s a straightforward problem with straightforward solution. Whew. That car is so twitchy and glitchy, it makes us incredibly nervous whenever it acts up. But this we
Lydia is continuing to plan the service for her deceased caterpillars, Tickles and Joey. She’s planning this for 3:30 on the 19th of April, and has sent written and decorated invitations to the family, including her grown brothers and sisters and her grandparents. She’s been practicing Greensleeves on the keyboard, you know, which is good
Okay, dumb story time! Kirsten, our recent graduate of the university, with her very own double major in economics and marketing communications (evidence she’s bright) wins the award for this week. Did she think the marines were recruiting her mother? Nope. Did she eat dog treats by mistake? Nope. The air in her house is
Okay, this website has sucked up numerous hours in the last few days: http://hookedonhouses.net/ I love it, get lost wandering around in it, forget all about the things I’m supposed to be doing. I don’t care about that cowboy dude’s house on the main page. It’s the TV and Movie Houses that I can’t stop
Okay, the dog hair is quite under control, though the dog is here now beside me, probably shedding like a mad fiend. I hate to even mention this, since we’re okay now, but there are times when her butt smells shockingly terrible. There aren’t adequate adjectives for the shocking terribleness of the smell. We’re spared
