My kids love playing with old gift cards, etc. Sterling has a Subway card – and fond memories of the pepperoni sandwich he ate, purchased with said card. He brought it to me yesterday and asked if we could use it again and go to Subway. I told him we could not; there wasn’t any […]

As I’m apologizing to my children for this morning’s lumpy cream of wheat after trying to make it while nursing Pierce and finding the inability to stir and pour at the same time produced some massive lumps, I was met with a strange chorus. They love the lumps. Well, then. I did that on purpose, […]

We went to the farm show today. An older gentleman and younger gentleman stood looking at me for several seconds. Pierce was in the sling, I was pushing a stroller with three kids in it, and two more were walking beside it. Blaine had headed off to look at a tool booth. “Look at that.” […]

Ruby was waiting for her lunch, playing with her fork. “Just don’t comb your hair with your fork after you put it in your food,” I told her. Blaine started laughing. “What some people would assume was a given…” “Nothing can be assumed with Ruby,” I said. “The funny part of that statement is that […]

“Would you stop asking so many questions, Ruby?” says Sterling during her typical Ruby-style the-same-questions-asked-20-different-ways interrogation during lunch today. Sterling has a similar style. It’s a pot and kettle situation. You just never realize how annoying you can be… until someone else does it to you. Huh.

My minivan seats 8 people. But not 6 car seats. Thankfully, Liberty is, at the ripe old age of eight, old enough to not require one by state law – so that leaves 5 car seats to fit into 6 seats. So yesterday, realizing that this baby will eventually come and should we need to […]

When trying to teach your almost-one-year-old to blow out a flame with a lighter, use the utmost care. When they dive, watch the hair. Singed blond baby hair smells really, really bad. We’ll try again when she turns two. That was a dismal failure.