The boys are up late tonight because of jet lag and I’m just barely making it by because I haven’t really slept in 36 hours. So, I throw both of them together in Josh’s room. “You two… babysit each other.” I check in on them in a minute and they’re both “reading” quietly and playing […]
My convo with Josh this morning: “Josh, did you watch ‘Cinderella’ with Taylor yesterday?” Him: “Yeah.” Me: “What was it about?” Him: “Creatures. Dinosaurs. Butterflies. Caterpillars.” Ok. I’ll give him most of it, but dinosaurs is a stretch.
Me: “I listened to a wiffle ball bouncing off the floor and walls all day long. It’s enough to make me completely mental.” Dave: “Tell me, Clarice – have the lambs stopped screaming?”
There’s going to come a point at which we have to inform our son that dinosaurs are not alive anymore. Thanks a lot dinosaurs, you jerks.
Thank you David for the flowers in honor of our anniversary. I love flowers. They are the vehicle of such lavish artistry from our Creator. They awaken four of the five senses: touch, smell, sight and in some cases, taste. I’m not sure I’ve ever told Dave why I like them so much. Aside from […]
I made a giant pan of Rice Krispy treats tonight. Not for the kids. For Dave and I. After the kids were in bed. What’s that Josh? Oh yeah. You bet your britches we have fun after you go to sleep. It’s our reward for adulting all day and all night for you and your […]
Josh had salmon earlier at 11 AM. A “second breakfast” or “early lunch” if you will. He didn’t eat all of it. Around 12:30 he rolls back up to the table wanting a “snack.” Me: “Josh, you need to finish the salmon and rice from earlier.” Him: “No, I don’t want that.” Me: “Ok, no […]
The best gift is walking out of the door to my massage appointment with both boys wailing, knowing my capable husband has everything under control. My eyes are burning from caring too much and lack of sleep, but this mothers’ day, a huge fist-bump goes out to my husband who both put me in this […]
Clerk who checked us out at Walgreens: “Is she mixed?,” pointing at my son. Me: “He’s a unique and beautiful creation, just like you and me.” Clerk: “Well, she’s beautiful.” Me: “Thanks, and she’s a boy.”
Some moms at swim class were trying to out-diet each other talking about what new cleanse they were on and how much kale & quinoa they ate for breakfast. I’m over here going, “I’m hungry. Where can I get me some ice cream?”