Today Evan has pulled my hair, head-butted me and smacked me in the face with toys. He has bit the nipple in his mouth while pinching the spare. He has pooped on me and wiped a boogie on my shoulder. He even stabbed me in the toe with a steak knife. Now that Monday is […]
Today the entire family, including grandparents, cousins, Aunt Carmen and Uncle Matt, all went out to eat at a very noisy family restaurant. It was so loud that I couldn’t hear the people across the table from us. A small child in the corner tooted on a toy horn and I was able to identify […]
Sarah has entered the land of ‘speak only in absolutes’. I am not amused. One of us is going to require medication to make it through her adolescence. “You NEVER let me pick out my own clothes.” “You ALWAYS say no.” “EVERYBODY is going to be there.” “NOBODY but me has to have a chaperone.”
I still can’t hear out of my right ear and my head is pounding for the zillionth day in a row, but that made it easier to remain calm when Amy decided to play the high school boy’s “smell my finger” game at the pede’s office this morning. Evan has his very first ear infection […]
Amy gets stuck on things and likes them to repeat. Sometimes I give in and allow her to eat the same thing for two days. Sometimes I deliberately prevent her from wearing the same gown night after night. I feel like I am enabling when I participate in the obsessive behaviors and I feel like […]
If I start the day by getting pooped on, is that an indicator of the day to come or will the day be getting better by comparison?
This morning Tommy and Molly stepped outside for a game of ball (to calm Molly and focus Tommy) when a squirrel dropped from the sky. Well, maybe it fell off a power line or a tree branch but from my point of view it seemed to just drop from nowhere. I looked at that little […]
not meOriginally uploaded by cathymccaughan. “Who colored on this door?” “Not me. Evan did it.”
Doug found some long forgotten effervescent bath tablets and dropped them into my bath to see if it helped with my achey body and congested head. The tablets turned the water blue. I think I’ll use them the next time Amy takes a bath and warn her that the water shouldn’t turn green.
Amy ceremoniously handed a pacifier of hers to her baby brother this morning. “I’m a big girl and I don’t need bops any more.” Evan clutched it in his tiny fist and crawled away. I’m guessing Evan understood the temporary nature of Amy’s generosity. He promptly flushed Amy’s bop down the toilet.Â