Everyone is dressed and ready to take Tommy to church except for Amy. Amy is casually sitting in her tiny rocker as though it were a throne. “I’m not getting dressed until I finish my pickle and I have a little mouth, so it takes me a looong time to eat a pickle.” I predict […]
For Tommy, puberty meant applying deoderant frequently. He carries his aerosol in his pocket and leaves a trail of either the scent from the can or the scent of too long without the can everywhere he goes. For Sarah, being told that this summer she shouldn’t wear a light colored, unlined swimsuit resulted in her […]
Well, now I know who ended up with all the old posters from my bedroom walls. They left out the rock ‘n roll posters though.
Syd Barrett January 6, 1946 – July 7, 2006
There is some whining in the blogosphere that a TN political candidate is getting unfairly picked on because his father was a naughty politician. I lived in Memphis until I graduated from high school and I would vote for Prince Mongo before I would vote for ANY member of the Corleone this particular family.
Tonight, Noah and I played double solitaire. He started off letting me show him exactly how to play. “Can I put this card here?” He beat me. We played a second game and I didn’t help him. “Mom, you can play your three of diamonds.” I played my card and he played three more on […]
What happened to Monday? I need a do-over.
Today, Doug gave all of his Playmobile toys to Noah. This is huuuuuge personal growth for Doug. Besides, now he has space for more grown-up toys. Like these.
I have neglected my domain for so many years that it is now just a pile of rubble. This week I am going work on the re-construction of www.domesticpsychology.com whenever the children are calm. To Drupal or not to Drupal, that is the first question. Logo is the second question. I need one and I […]
Well, at least I know what happened to the missing Easter treats. Now I just have to decide what to do with them.