Good potty, Bad potty

Why does the child who spends hours each day flushing the potty at our house scream in terror when public restroom potties flush?

gotta draw the line somewhere

My side of the medicine cabinet has gained half a dozen teenager hair products. I didn’t put them there. When I want to use my hair dryer, I have to find it on Sarah’s desk. I didn’t use it there. My clothes are in a dirty laundry pile, hidden in Sarah’s room. I didn’t wear […]

Sarah really likes the aquarium

Warning: A late night story with a topic you would usually read in Doug’s blog. The grandparents took everyone to the aquarium today. I took a zillion pictures of the trip. Near the end of the aquarium is a hands-on area with musical rocks, a morse code signal light, a treasure box that blows air […]

games children play (bonk)

While head-butting Evan last night, I flashed back several decades to a game I taught my youngest brother when he was Evan’s age. The game is simple. Extend one arm and clench that hand in a fist. Like a cartoon mallet on Roger Rabbit’s head, clonk fist on unsuspecting head and say “bonk” while giggling. […]

statistics 101

The more frequently you swan dive off the arm of the couch, the greater the likelihood that you will belly flop on your face.

pushing your buttons (part 3)

My feed reader has been so quiet today that I questioned its’ functioning today. Let’s see if I can say something that causes a reaction from anyone. I use disposable diapers. I let my children eat fast food. I don’t think television is going to melt their brains.

pushing your buttons (part 2)

My feed reader has been so quiet today that I questioned its’ functioning today. Let’s see if I can say something that causes a reaction from anyone. I allow my children to sleep in our bed. In fact, when they are infants, they are almost always in bed with us. This co-sleeping annoys the grandparents […]

pushing your buttons (part 1)

My feed reader has been so quiet today that I questioned its’ functioning today. Let’s see if I can say something that causes a reaction from anyone. Doug and I don’t spank, slap, swat or whatever word you want to use for inflicting physical pain on your own child. When I see someone haul off […]

I never imagined myself. . .

. . . using my electric shaver on my teenage son’s face and eliminating the ‘unibrow’ that he has been getting teased for having. Mom: “Are you the only person in the class being teased?” Tommy: “No, they tease everybody for something.” Mom: “Then you should be glad you’re not being left out.”

behind my back

I just realized that Amy has been using the back of my shirt as a face and hand towel. I guess I should be relieved she wasn’t using me as a tissue.