Boys. They just can’t do the safe thing, they’ve got to toe the line, peer over the edge, then ride their bikes along it. I’m trying to water the plants last night and Number Two decides he’s coming out. Fine…he…
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Riding the Edge
Posted in Parenting, Uncategorized Tagged with: bicycle, blog, boys, gruesome crime scene photos, internet, number two, pool, privacy, tricycle
Skinny Dipping
To start off, I apologize to all those who came look for racy pictures. This happens with some of my posts, like “Gruesome Crime Scene Photos”, “Rainbow! Unicorns! Rainbow Unicorns!”, and “Click Here to Make Money Spew Out of Your…
Summer Heat
I’ve been lagging on my blog posts for a while now but I can blame the heat, my God, the heat. Southern California is experiencing the kind of heat and humidity people have been fleeing for years to come here. …
Posted in Uncategorized Tagged with: camping, child harbat, humidity, number two, pool, summer, swimming, tent, weather
Swimming With Kids
I’ve grown up in the water. Not like a paramecium or an eel but I have been swimming as long as I can remember. Sometimes it was in a public pool, crammed in among a hundred other kids all trying…
Friends for Tea
On a sunny Friday, sometimes it’s good to invite a few friends over. Start with a snuggle and party planning on the bed. Make sure everyone is comfortable! When the menu is planned, tea prepared, and snacks laid out just…
Summer Fun
Casa Soutowood pool is officially open for the summer. We had a party on Saturday to celebrate a bunch of men in wigs signing a piece of parchment. We celebrated by grilling meats and consuming beer and soda. This is…
Weekend of Heat
Nothing says rejection like making dinner from fresh ingredients, serving it warm to someone, spooning it into their mouth, and watching them pinch their face, open their mouth, and scrape the food off their tongue before flinging it on the…
Summer!
Summer is here. Well, in Southern California at least. I went in the pool yesterday after very…slowly…lowering myself in. Men know there’s a border line when wading into water where things suddenly get serious. It only took about twenty minutes,…
