Yesterday the last school book closed on the school year 2011-2012 for a big (little) Academy. What to do with today? When we started this homeschooling venture 5 years ago, I knew that it was all or nothing. My kids shudder when they hear “all or nothing” because we dive in, head first, and looking […]
Fried Chicken, big (little) style.
I’ve been reading a lot of food blogs lately. I’ve tried a few new recipes. They’ve all been really good. I’ve roasted garlic for the first time. So far, so good. So last night, I ventured out on my own. Now, I just need to take those photos to give step by step instructions and […]
Hard parenting moment #5,978:
That moment when you walk into the kid’s bedroom to find your three year old on the top bunk, poised to jump onto the mattress on the floor. It looks like fun. It looks like she could get hurt. I paid a lot of money for that mattress. It looks like fun. Then, upon finding […]
Sheer exhaustion. Or perhaps stupidity. You decide.
Last Friday night, after a disastrous trip to the park that ended in me carrying two babies and one 12” bike a mile… that was a mile in my shoes no one would care to walk, let me assure you… I got home, exhausted. Knowing I still had a coat of paint to put on […]
Which consonant do you need?
As we were headed out the driveway this morning, the conversation in the backseat was quite intriguing. Ruby commented she’d seen something in the yard. “It’s not a cow and it’s not a horse. I think it’s a doose.” Sterling replied, quite confused, “A doose?!” “No, a doose. Da Da Da Doose! Or a deese. […]
She’s almost done. I’m done in.
After wanting to paint this vanity for two years, I’ve finally done it.Oil paint and pregnancy don’t mix, and since I’ve been pregnant for all but 9 months of the two years since we bought this house… and apparently those nine months were not enough time to get this accomplished… you know. But I did […]
Child labors
If your behind is still small enough to fit comfortably in your sister’s high chair are you too young to peel potatoes? Oh, and Sterling got a new hat. Isn’t it cool?
Wedgies, take 2.
Blaine tells me I need to finish the wedgie story. Ruby had complained of her panties bothering her, saying every time she readjusted, they defied gravity again. I told her they must be backwards. She argued that they weren’t, the tag was not in the front. I checked, and said, “You’re right, they aren’t backwards. […]
Welcome to her world.
One of the risks of being super-skinny: You find out, six hours into your day, that your underwear are on sideways. It’s a dangerous wedgie of a proposition. Just ask Ruby. Because this definitely does not happen to me.
Eau de ewww.
For the last three weeks, we’ve been raising broiler chicks in the garage. For the last one week, I’ve been smelling the broiler chicks in my house. It smells like a barn in here. While two in diapers are other random children leaving messes in other random places, my house doesn’t always smell so rosy. […]
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