where’s mom’s candy?

Today, November 1st, is “Candy Intervention Day”. Sure, you checked your children’s sweets for needles and razor blades last night, but did you save them from the wrong candies? As soon as their over-sugared little feet have stepped out for school, pull the bags of loot down from the top of the fridge. Is that […]

a note to the future

I don’t think our species has evolved enough to research a link between infant/toddler nursing behaviors and future sexual behaviors, but I will go ahead and apologize to Evan’s future spouse. Dear Evan’s spouse, I’m sorry my son insists on pinching, biting and ‘searching for a radio station’. I have tried to discourage this behavior. […]

family holiday?

Sarah wants to go trick or treating unsupervised with her friends this year. I think back on when I went out unsupervised. An older brother driving (I just googled him and found out he died. That’s sad.), a realtor’s child getting us into an empty house, alcohol and lots of flirting with older boys. Then […]

dagnabit

Doug and I were both surprised by a recent Noah-ism. I was especially interested in the comments his readers made about what children should and shouldn’t say. When I was a child, it didn’t just matter what the word was, but also how the word was used. Anything said wrong could get me in big […]

baby talk

Apparently, there’s no cell phone reception at Camp Pellissippi. I miss not being able to talk to my best friend. It’s nice to have alone time with Evan, but our conversations are somewhat limited by “duck, ball, ma, da and bite”. Eddie + Maggie + Animal + Nibbler = Evan Okay, I know that spells […]

Is it supposed to do that?

Yesterday, Evan did something that freaked me out. I told Doug about it and he copied the action. “All boys do that, Cathy.” His attempt to ease my concern by imitation failed. I recoiled in horror at his demonstration and made the eww face. Boys are wierd. And gross.