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George and Felicity are playing chess. (This after much cajoling on George’s part.) Every time Felicity makes a clever move, George says cheerfully, “I can still kill you!” Only, in the way he says it: “I tan ‘till till you!” My heart. It melts. * * * Happy St. Patrick’s Day Saturday, everyone! We’re having a party … [Read more...]
I got back from dropping the boys off at school this morning and my 3-year-old met me at the door. “George is a bad little monkey!” he told me. “Really?” I asked. “What did he do?” “Him opened up the gate where the bunnies were!” he said enthusiastically. “Them eyes popped open and the babies runned away! Him tried to catch them but them ran too … [Read more...]
Or: On Looking Uncertainty in the Eye So which would you like to talk about: Sunday night’s episode of Downton Abbey, (a double-header!) or the unexpected resignation of our beloved pope? Neither? Well good, because I think both subjects have been amply covered already. It’s not that I don’t have an opinion because I do. Don’t you? It’s … [Read more...]
I said I would tell you how we potty-trained our 3-and-1/2-year-old and here it is: We did nothing. Potty-trained kids by the age of two? Not at this blog! Pinterest-unworthy ideas on how to arrive at your goal...eventually...by making endless bribes of M&M candies? You’ve come to the right place. There are many things that I feel … [Read more...]
After a week (or so) of Arctic weather, we’ve got snow and balmy temps in the 30’s. You know what that means, don’t you? Recess! Outside! While baby naps and Mommy blogs.* (Because said Mommy is just that desperate.) Hey, we do what we can to survive the doldrums, even breaking out the cornstarch & water when necessary. We had been out … [Read more...]
~ From Our Little Pumpkin ~ (and his friend) … [Read more...]
Lately George has developed an aversion to photos, whereupon his mom has to beg, plead and bribe him to even look her way. And even then, well... The odds aren’t great that the photo will turn out. I think, perhaps, this might be an extension of what I call his “Little Prince” syndrome, i.e. “Why should I do what anyone tells me when … [Read more...]
It never fails. No sooner do I announce that there will be a certain post on a specific day than whoosh! Suddenly I’m back in college. There’s a deadline looming on a 5-page paper and I’m in full procrastination mode. Trust me. I was really, really bad about getting those papers handed in on time. Really bad. It’s a psychological thing. There … [Read more...]
First, an admission: I am—and have always been—prone to drama. This is a shocking revelation, I know. You had no idea. And yet, even knowing as he does my off-Broadway tendencies, my husband was startled when he read my latest post. “Sheesh,” he said, and I’m quoting him verbatim. “Sheesh.” Because even for me, that post was dramatic. … [Read more...]
I was very proud of George’s drawing until he told me the name of it. “This is ‘Big Big Momma!’” he said. Isn’t that special? I’m going back to the couch now. … [Read more...]
