A Class of Her Own
byIt’s always so nice when the kids offer off their own backs to help out.
Miss8
I Can’t Makeup This
byBoth our families are due here in less than an hour to sing Happy Birthday to Miss8, so we’ve spent a couple of hours this morning cleaning up (hiding the mess) so they can pretend they raised us right.
A Day of Play
byToday was Tracey’s last day of working for Blockbuster. As sad as she is to be leaving the team, she’s very excited about setting…
Ticked Off
byClass newsletters are always full of interesting snippets, especially when one of our kids is singled out for something they’ve accomplished. Like last week’s…
Wrong Room
byTechnology can be a little bit frightening when you’ve got kids. I remember when I was growing up, the video player would absolutely baffle…
We’re hooked! Arrr!
byThis morning was progressing with the usual military precision – that is to say there was the barking of orders and everyone scrambling to…
"When I grow up I want to be a …"
by“When I grow up I want to be a cowboy.” I said those actual words. I did want to be a cowboy. I really…
Ring My Bell
byHow things have changed. I was there for most of my childhood and I can’t remember EVER yelling at my folks when they asked me to do something. I can remember wailing fairly loudly after I didn’t do what they asked, but that’s a bit different.
I Bloom
byTracey was going through some old photos on one of our hard-drives – we have several terabytes of photos because a kid can’t pass…
The Gaul of My Son!
byThe baton is being passed. Or in this case the magic potion. Now the kids are in the habit of reading in bed for…
Chewrific
byAnother tooth was lost yesterday – this time out of the mouth of Miss8. She now seems to have more gaps than teeth.