You know those weeks when you feel like you just can’t handle much more? I’ve had one of those. And it’s only Tuesday. I’ve doled out far more discipline lately than I ever cared to. Come to think of it, that’s always true, no matter how many reprimands I have to make. It’s not a […]
Yesterday I ran out of gas in the lawn mower. I had it straddling the ditch, stuck, one tire in the air, another in the mud, and the mower died. I couldn’t have planned that if I’d tried. My kids now know what the N means on the shift column. Important lessons, folks. I managed […]
As I walked through a grocery store tonight, I ran into a friend. She also has six children. After commenting that we look an awful lot alike when it comes to family size and mentioning how people never fail to comment, we went our separate ways. Less than three seconds later, I was cornered by […]
The perils to feeding leftover garlic chicken pasta to toddlers at lunchtime. Man, I wish Brady (the dog) liked pasta.
A good closet cleanout always produces a pile of castoffs. A pile of castoffs requires a bit of creativity. Creativity creates a good project. One project requires another. And another. And another. And another. And pretty soon, that pile of castoffs, combined with raiding Grandma’s for unworn T-shirts, and you find yourself with four little […]
Liberty was washing out a diaper and asked Sterling to bring the lid to the diaper pail. (A drip catcher in the trip from the bathroom to the laundry room.) He came back empty handed. Liberty asked him where the lid was, and he had the best excuse I’ve heard of in a while. “There’s […]
Charlie wanted to sample the fried chicken as it was coming out of the pan tonight. I warned her it was hot. Seconds later, she informed me she’d fixed it. Ruby thought her clever and joined in the fun – although it looks like she got a little napkin with her chicken!
Being sick is tough business. She didn’t even make it out of the bathroom.
For the last four days, my house has been a sick zone. Charlotte, Ruby, and Sterling have all lost their innards more times than I can count. Eden complained of a stomach ache but I have yet to see the same symptoms erupting from her. (Being sick might just be a good excuse to curl […]
That Tonka truck has provided more hours of entertainment, more races around the living room, more “rides” than even my stroller, I think. Silly children.