The world looks much different from in here. Not to mention the way new anatomy makes me feel all tingly inside at the wrong times. Here's how it happened: Friday - the movers arrived at 8:30, took one look at the place, and started wrapping furniture in blankets, boxes in … [Read more...]
Moving Day Jitters
Moving day is Friday. Our family has been a whirlwind of packing (and unpacking - if we don't seal the boxes right away the kids think that's an open invitation to pull out the contents) and cleaning and sneezing (dusty!) and begging friends for help. Thank God for … [Read more...]
Two Thousand Words
When people ask to see photographs of my children, I usually show them this: And this: People say they look like angels. I know the truth. … [Read more...]
A Good Husband Deserves More Than a Bowl of Butter For His Birthday
At the moment, I am Not Taking Control of Stewart putting the kids to bed. Instead, I am on the other side of the house, trying to ignore all the misbehaving that I hear wafting down the hall. I am being so good about Not Going In There and Intervening. Aren't I? He hardly … [Read more...]
The Family Bed
I hate it when our kids sleep in our bed with us. At least one night in seven sees one of them padding into our bedroom in the wee small hours of the morning. We're too tired to argue, so we let him in. Inevitably, he steals all the covers, or grows extra elbows and pointy … [Read more...]