Our kitchen. I’m fixing Grant his breakfast. He’s drumming his fingers on the table, waiting patiently. He attempts to make small talk while waiting for his toast: “So, Mom… remember Fat Bastard?” Someone is so in trouble for letting a 4 year old watch “The Spy Who Shagged Me”
Grant has been working on his letters. Refrigerator magnets galore and lots of practice with crayons and printer paper… Mom, I need a napkin. OK, but why? There’s something on the wall… What’s on the wall? Nuffin’…. I hand him the napkin and wait a moment or two. Scrubbing, rubbing sounds are heard from the […]
I just looked out the kitchen window to discover Grant in the backyard, peeing on the lawn. eeeewwwww! In a split second, several things flash through my mind: Lately he’s been pretending that he’s Corsa (the dog), and he’s just getting into character. One of his big brothers is going to be in big touble! […]
I don’t like South Park.Never have.Sure, every once in a blue moon I have found something to be funny. But it’s either feast or famine: it’s crass, vapid and irritating OR milk comes out of my nose. No in between for me. However, Rich and Devin like to watch it, so on rare occasion it […]
Devin (14), Grant (2), Conner (9) and Mitchell (8) taking a break during a heated game of croquet this summer.
Really busy. My oldest baby is 14. His baby book is completed through about 9 months old. My 9 year old has nothing done, although I do know where the box of pictures is. Sort of. The 8 year old and 2 &1/2 year old… ugh. I’ll get to it soon. As soon as I […]