Grant was out with the flu all last week. (Remember the sad end to his Disneyland weekend?) Well, we’re currently focused on doing all of his make-up work. It makes me crazy that he would rather do his own thing than follow directions. It would be so much easier if he would just bang it […]
How to dress for strangers…? (Not.)
Poor Conner got his wisdom teeth out today. As we were leaving to get in the car, I noticed he was wearing shorts and two different socks. Me: “Conner! You need to run back in the house and change your socks!” Conner: “You said to dress comfortably, and I didn’t have two that matched. This […]
The Atlanta TSA stole my son’s yo-yo.
So I just got back from The Haven Conference, which was fabulous and I’ll tell you all about it in the the next few days. There were lots of great sponsors there and one of them, Fish Foam, was giving out toy yo-yo’s along with samples of their product. Most women aren’t that into yo-yo’s, […]
I eated a butter too…
Dear Family Members, Please keep the dang lid on the dang butter dish. I have told you 50 million times that the cat keeps getting on the counter and eating the butter!! Again and again and again. I nag because I NEED TO. Keep the lid on the butter dish! Thank you. Repetitively, The Management
Conversations about cake…
At our house, if there are cakes or cookies around, this conversation is repeated constantly: Kid: “Mom, can I have some cake (cookie, doughnut, ice cream, pudding….)?” Me: “Have something nutritious first.” This is my general policy on sweets, has been for a while, yet they ask over and over. This morning Conner came in […]
I’d answer your question… but you just. won’t. let. me.
Dear Carmina, Thank you for the comment on my post about how to etch your name into the bottom of your glass pans… “Quick question, do you have any problems with the etching after it’s been in the oven?” I wanted to give you a Quick Answer! I wanted to tell you that “Yes! Yes! […]
To briefly return to the top bunk issue….
Last week, I told you that Grant got in trouble for getting up and playing on the top bunk bed. NOT allowed for the little monkey. (And also, it’s not his bed.) I warned him to stay off of it. Apparently, a warning didn’t do it for him, and he got back up there again…. […]