The weekend was a tiring march from one required task to the next: dishes, laundry, clean house for party to which I’m not invited and must hide with the children in the kitchen and bedrooms, smear food off the floor…
The weekend was a tiring march from one required task to the next: dishes, laundry, clean house for party to which I’m not invited and must hide with the children in the kitchen and bedrooms, smear food off the floor…
What I love about Thursday Grab Bag is no rules! Nothing is too random or inconsequential! Let’s get started. [Tuesday night, dinnertime. Scene opens on the kitchen table where Number Two is sitting in high chair and emitting loud shrieks,…
My journey towards the dark side is complete. I now own a minivan in glossy piano black that looks like a shard of Darth Vader’s helmet. I have no qualms about driving this vehicle since it looks cool, drives like…
My boy learns quickly. On his regular wagon rides around the yard and garden, in which he thrusts his arm forward like a Roman charioteer, we often stop to pick fresh strawberries. Now when I put him down to roam…
Ever since the car crash we’ve been driving around a rental car and trying to figure out what kind of car to buy. Oh, I know, First World Problems, but we hadn’t been planning on buying a car and haven’t…
These are the things my son does that I love: When I pick him up from preschool he sees me from across the room, lets out a happy yip, and crawls to me at top speed, arms and legs…
Just like Taco Tuesday or Pizza Friday, this blog needs a themed day. And since I’m UncleF#*k-Up I get to declare a day and then promptly ignore or forget about it. Today’s grab bag starts with things going wrong in…