“Awww man!” “Ow!” I peeked around the corner to see the cause of Z-Man’s distress. “Aaaaah!” He was alone so I melted back before he saw me. “I can’t DO it!” “Rrrrrrrrr!” Finally he trudged over. “I need some water” “What for?” Wordlessly he pointed to his…
“Nooo! I don’t want to have swimming lessons!” “Please don’t make me, please, please please!” Z-Man wasn’t thrilled with the idea of swimming lessons in May when I first signed him up. “They’re not for a loooong time, honey. We’ll talk about it later.” I know…
Some things you should know before you read this post: 1. My taste is usually the opposite of Teacher’s 2. I’m not very fond of change 3. “Compromise” means you do things my way 4. I have caviar taste but a tuna fish budget 5. I’m terrible at making decisions…
A vacation is a wonderful thing. No matter how much you love your job – and I love my job a lot – it’s always nice to take some time off to relax. This year I planned my week of vacation to coincide with a visit from College Boy, Irish…
College Boy and I have had an ongoing competition: I try to take his picture, And he tries to avoid having his picture taken. He’s become an expert with the hand block. And the arm block. I’m pretty good tenacious with the sneak attack. But…
When we bought our house it came with a garden behind the garage. Obviously long neglected, the garden was overrun with weeds and cilantro – so much cilantro that after pulling it all out I couldn’t stand the smell of cilantro for years and years and years. Now it’s one…
Little Guy is ready for the parade! It’ll be a short parade (only about half an hour) so we didn’t bring any snacks or anything. Oops, I forgot the kids’ flags too! You can tell it’s the first parade of the season – I’m out of practice. In the background,…
Peanut had spent the morning at Cowboy’s mom’s house being thoroughly spoiled. She fell asleep on the way to the church and wasn’t sure what was going on when she woke up. She was happy to sit on my lap looking around, but we couldn’t get her to smile for…
Finally the Big Day arrived. Despite weeks of planning and preparing, I was nowhere ready for it. My friend, my daughter, my baby was getting married. She’d never sleep under our roof as a member of our household again; after the wedding she and Cowboy would set up their own…
When we peeked into the bridal dressing room last time all you got to see was the patterns and fabric. Here’s the pattern and fabric again, in case you forgot: Are you ready to see the finished dresses? Are you sure? Ok, here you go… Aren’t they pretty?…
