Cleaning Day….
Just when I thought cleaning day couldn’t get any more depressing, I figured out what was clogging my vacuum. A…
Just when I thought cleaning day couldn’t get any more depressing, I figured out what was clogging my vacuum. A…
The girls are having a fun visit with their Grandparents which always starts off with lots of hugs, a meltdown…
I overheard Hanna, our nine year old, talking to Greg last night just before bed. Our bedtime conversations with our…
Chloe has no shortage of inappropriate comments. She asks people, “Why are you so old?” or “Why is your belly…
This afternoon’s theme was “stress.” The password was “stress.” Today’s secret word started with the letter “s” ended with the…
Greg was helping Chloe get her pj’s on last night and in her special three year old way, she spasmodically…
Our soccer coach approached yesterday’s practice/game/grass grazing in an interesting way. After wrestling my three year olds’ mandatory shin pads…
Last night, well after the girls should have been asleep, I heard books being dropped (or thrown) from high places,…