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Okay, I came home to this the other night.   That’s the spindle with the paper towels. I asked what happened, not that I care I guess, but there must be some explanation. It was Lydia.  “I wanted to see how long it was, but then it didn’t roll back up all that well.” Yes, indeed. […]

We signed up for summer activities quite a while ago.   This week is soccer camp, and they like it a lot. Plus it’s good for them–two hours running outside, getting their energy out.   There is one college student running this show, and the kids argue–but he’s patient, keeps things moving. This is the playground that

 These are pictures Dan took over by his house.  I swiped them from Facebook. See the water gushing from cracks in the pavement? Bubbling out of storm drains? Yeah. This next photo is not one of Dan’s pictures.  This was taken by my friend Ann, mother of James’ buddy, a guy upstairs at my house tonight.

The first day the baby did not get a nap.   I asked him if he wanted to take a nap, and he said no.   So I called Dan and we discussed it, and he said to just put him in the pack and play, shut the door and he’d sleep. So I found

When they grow up, I will miss stuff like this.    Julia brought those big letter cut outs she made and instructed me where they were to be placed–right above our bed. I see this in real estate all the time.  People decorate with their children’s names on the wall.  It’s nice, but we’ve never done

They all made a trip to visit Jay’s parents. The kids staged this fight in the car. Bored. Lydia brought the camera to take pictures, “So you can feel like you were there.”  She took pictures of all the food.  It looks like I missed out on a feast.  That’s a pan of cheesy potatoes

 They surprised me with flowers this morning. And this surprise was on my desk when I came wandering home from working late last night.   I wonder what the demonstrated civic leadership was?  Not even sure what that means exactly.  When we were home from errands they were gone in bathing suits before lunch was

Alicia brought little desserts like these on Monday, and they liked them so much they made their own. It’s just little sponge cakes from a package with cool whip and berries, but they love them SO MUCH. I asked her, “How are you? Is that good?” Her answer: “I happy.” After lunch we planted flowers. 

Heidi and Joe had us all for brunch.   My parents came.   Everyone pitched in with food until it was a feast.  Jay was up early cooking sausage and bacon to take with.   Kirsten made some blueberry-cream cheese pastry in her quesadilla maker.  Joe made cinnamon rolls in the waffle iron.  Who knew that

Okay, I had never heard of this before, but no surprises there. They play a game called ninja, where they go from one place in the house, quietly as possible, without touching the floor. So what are they touching? All the furniture and railings. Is furniture meant to be walked upon? That would be no.