…from a couple weekends ago… Sweet Pea Grinnin’ for Grandma PDD Changing A Diaper for the First...

It seems difficult to get into a groove so far in 2009. Too many interruptions, it feels like, though when I write it out, I sound like a big whiner. Here we are at the beginning of Week 6, and the kids have only been in school for two full weeks out of the 5 that have passed. Of course, they were out of school on the 19th for Martin Luther King day, but then this...

I guess last you heard from me, the kids were enjoying snow days without any snow and we were roughin’ it without a furnace for two days. Damn – that was almost 3 weeks ago. Well, I’m not even going to offer up any kind of excuse (if any of you are still out there) because there are only really two things that keep me away from here: 1) being sick...

In the never-ending battle to get PDD to keep her room clean, I have unknowingly created a weekly treasure hunt known to the rest of the world as laundry day. On the way to the bottom of her hamper just now, I found (and I kid you not) the following items, in addition to her dirty laundry: 3 folded t-shirts, clearly not worn since they were returned to her last...

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 on a regular basis.) I get her up at 7am on school days which means, if...

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? The dress is courtesy of Baby Sis,...

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

All pictures are clickable for a larger view. “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 have his turn, too. And of...

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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 there in the sidebar. That’s Oldest Son’s step-mom leading.) To say that we were the...