PDD is a nightowl like her mama, except unlike her mama, she doesn’t do well with less than 10 hours of sleep. Not well, at all. Which is why, in the 4th grade, she still has an 8:30pm bedtime. (”But Mom - all my friends get to stay up until 9 at least!” she cries [...]

PDD as a Fairy Princess on Halloween:

That shot just scares the bejesus out of me. Granted, it’s a bit much in the makeup department (on purpose), but Lord have mercy…when she gets it in her head that she needs to wear makeup, I’m sunk.
However, at 9, she’s quite the cute fairy princess, isn’t she? [...]

In keeping with this week’s theme, I give you a Halloween past at our house:

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“Live at the Improv”
(where the improv is bathtime in Grandma’s kitchen sink instead of the bathtub)

Oldest Son was jealous of all the time his daughter spent in my lap Friday evening. So, after she went to sleep, he wanted his turn.
Not to be outdone, Second Son had to [...]

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Oldest Son’s dad called this evening asking if PDD was home. I said she was. He told me he was coming by with a surprise for her. I asked if it was what I thought it was, and he said it was.
(There is a short little video of her ride around the front yard over [...]

Thirteen Things That Bug Me

My single gray eyelash
That I can clean a room and 10 minutes after the kids are in it, you can’t tell I did anything
My bed not being made (don’t fall out of your chair on that one, Mom, but it’s true!)
People who say one thing and do another
My chin hairs…or how [...]

That even sounds bad, doesn’t it? Well, let me assure you - it IS bad. Not fun, either. But it’s how I spent my weekend. You?

Everything started off ok…we (PDD and I and her friend) went to Second Son’s football game Friday night. Oh! I almost forgot! We were on the news, the 3 of us! Yep - Hollywood’ll be calling next week, I’m sure.

(As much as I’m sure you want to get to the details of my dysentery, let me soapbox a little about this experience. Just a little…I promise.)

PDD and Second Son had been watching a scary movie, but ended up watching the inside of their eyelids.

PDD with her sparkler in the dark on the 4th of July.

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