Doug is the only person in the room, but he is clearly having an animated conversation with someone. Is he, A. Making a video B. Talking to someone IRL via bluetooth C. Talking to the code on the screen D. Communicating with the voices in his head
The only thing that we didn’t pack for our trip to DC was Amy’s sneakers. Because of that, our first outing began with a trip to Target. I listened to one half of a conversation. Doug: “Hello.” “We’re at Target.” “We forgot Amy’s shoes. I’m making a video.” “The escalator! It’s awesome!” I missed the […]
Let’s be completely honest. We drive to get anywhere. Sure, the teens might walk for ice cream once in a blue moon and the children roam the cove heavily, but anytime we need to go somewhere or do something, there is a car involved. Once we parked the car in the airport garage, the rules […]
Me: The children need the bathroom. We don’t have time to argue with TSA. Doug: I read about backscatter and I don’t want the children doing it. I sent Cathy that link but she never reads the links I send her. I should send it again. T never sent me that document I said I […]
Evan: “A light saber.” Amy: “A card and a hug and a kiss.” Noah: “Ummm…” Evan: “A pumpkin.” Sarah: “A robe. A really long robe that he’ll wear all the time.” Noah: “He probably would like a light saber.” Evan: “A flower.” Tommy: “A shower in the downstairs bathroom.” Sarah: “An organic, vegetarian cake.” Since […]
In a month, we are taking the youngest children on a mini-adventure. The part of the adventure they can’t stop talking about is their first ride in an airplane. As with all things that involve children, there is much behind the scenes planning involved. I’m not an experienced flier, but I think I have the […]
Since I don’t know where to go for leeches, I think I’ll try some empty pen medical care. While Doug’s can be stabbed anywhere to relieve his ample blood pressure, mine will be jammed in my sinus windows that are making my face throb. What? You never saw the magical curative powers of writing implements […]
Me: “Dad is really grouchy today.” Doug: “Which of the children told on me?” Me: “Umm, I meant MY father, but thanks for the confession.”