My husband has been away on a golf trip and yesterday I did something I haven't done since my single-girl days: I had popcorn for dinner. I announced it to the kids that we were going to have pancakes and popcorn for dinner, and that announcement … [Continue reading]
The magic is GONE
August 23, 2011 by 9 Comments
I realize it was only a few short days ago when I was waxing melancholic about the end of summer, and how much I was going to miss the boys, and while that is still true in theory, the reality is that suddenly the children seem ready to go back to … [Continue reading]
Updates and a meme!
August 20, 2011 by 8 Comments
I feel like I, perhaps, left my dear readers hanging; I will make amends by updating you on the goings-on in the Boyhouse.1) Mark has been using an inhaler for a week, and he has NOT COUGHED FOR A WEEK. Happy coincidence? Related: I have been … [Continue reading]
Melancholy thoughts about back to school and the transformative power of a new pair of panties.
August 16, 2011 by 10 Comments
Two years ago, when Mark was starting kindergarten, I wrote this. One year ago, when Jake was starting kindergarten, I wrote this. I find the differences in the pieces to be very amusing - in the first one I'm all "Buy some new panties! Drink some … [Continue reading]
Moose versus Caribou: The Untold Story
August 13, 2011 by 7 Comments
Yesterday was what I will call a trying day. My choice of activity for the gloomy day was not great: I decided to take the boys to the mall to buy four - FOUR - birthday gifts, and while there we stopped by the pet store to look at the various … [Continue reading]
Boys and Guns
August 9, 2011 by 10 Comments
My husband went back to work yesterday after a two week vacation and so it's been just the three of us, getting back into our regular summer routine. There are, I realized, only three and a half weeks left until school starts and I'm feeling a tad … [Continue reading]
Baby I’m-a Want You
August 5, 2011 by 6 Comments
"I figured out what I'm going to buy you," my husband said as I walked in the door, holding a piece of paper in his hand. A present for me? Squee! It's my tenth anniversary in seven months and there is a three stone ring coming my way; my husband … [Continue reading]
