I'm sure there are houses where the children line up sweetly for baths and pajamas and kiss their mothers goodnight with their angelic blond hair curling damply around their ears. Isn't it pretty to think so? This is what bedtime looks like at our house. At least there were no nosebleeds tonight. And… Continue reading Fight Club
Today was Trunk or Treat at our church. For the uninitiated, this is a version of trick or treat that uses open, decorated car trunks as the "houses" on a "street" out in the parking lot of the church. It's nice for younger kids - not so much walking, and nothing really scary going on… Continue reading Who is that masked man?
We made it. We are done with appointments for the week. I have nothing tomorrow except work and preschool pickup. Yesterday's appointment at the pediatrician was okay, and both boys were pronounced hale and hearty. They refused to wear the little hospital gowns and greeted the doctor wearing underpants and big grins, but she seemed… Continue reading We made it.
I kind of lost it and bawled over the phone to a total stranger today. Oops. (On the bright side, she was really nice and stayed on the phone making sympathetic noises until I calmed down and could use my words.) I've been dreading this week. We had a followup appointment with the orthopedic surgeon… Continue reading Too Many Things
I haven't written about this at all, and I'm not sure this is going to make it out of draft status (though if you're reading it, it obviously has). But, as I said to my sister, blogging is cheaper than therapy. So I'll give it a shot. My mom is really forgetting things now. I… Continue reading This is hard.
Random because wow I'm tired, and it's been a crazy week, and I have no profound thoughts to share, unless I discover them between now and the time I stop typing. I picked up Levi at preschool this morning, and his class paraded out wearing their new "fire gear" and enormous grins. I didn't… Continue reading Random Thursday
When you pursue adoption - at least domestically - part of the process is filling out an enormous form saying what kind of a child you will consider. That seems like kind of a stark way to say that, but honestly it's a stark part of the process. Will you consider a child that… Continue reading Just Like Me: On Families
You know those little butter lambs you can buy around Eastertime? I feel sure that's what Elias was trying to accomplish when he did this: I mean, he can't have been dragging his finger through there and eating it. Right? Sigh.
"Mama, should I not do somersaults right now?"
Paul grew some popcorn in the garden this year. Here's Levi holding a small ear of it. It's a terrible photograph, but I hope you'll cut me some slack - I had an extremely uncooperative model. It's been kind of a rough week. I try pretty hard not to complain, because who wants to… Continue reading A Corny Story