Feeling the love
Robin over at Around the Island has given me a wonderful gift: the Less Than 3 award. (hint: if you look at it sideways, it looks like a heart) I was blown away by this yesterday. I’ve been feeling a …
Robin over at Around the Island has given me a wonderful gift: the Less Than 3 award. (hint: if you look at it sideways, it looks like a heart) I was blown away by this yesterday. I’ve been feeling a …
In case you haven’t heard, there have been three fatal shootings in the last week, two of them here in Colorado. Then there was the hostage situation at the Hillary Clinton HQ in New Hampshire a few weeks ago. Thankfully …
This is what I want for Christmas: a full, glorious month of Sundays. Not the bizarro world of February, with its “is it 28 days, is it 29 days, for Pete’s Sake someone get a calendar” month of Sundays, but …
No, not a bad first-grader joke, or a meditative question like “what is the sound of one hand clapping,” but ten seconds of my morning carpool run. It went something like this. Driving along, taking my back roads…lalalalalala… Cow. COW! …
And after having a seriously grumpy couple of days, you hear about a four year old girl diagnosed with cervical cancer, and you freaking get over yourself.
I have wanted to tell everyone I have come into contact with lately to go to hell, enjoy the trip, and don’t bother sending a postcard. No reason, nothing anyone has done, I’m just feeling particularly crabby. I could come …
Courtesy of Karen at Pediascribe: Wrapping paper or gift bags?Depends what the gift is. Or rather, who wrapped it. I hate wrapping gifts with a deep passion (yes, I see the irony that papercrafts is my hobby, but I still …
Interesting article about Sensory Processing Disorder on the Time magazine website. I’ve been working on a post about this for awhile, so this is a good intro to it. Go read it. It is a very basic overview of SPD; …
Given that my daily conversations deal with poop, sibling rivalry, and how my brain is atrophying, I was convinced this would say preschool.
Today I have a guest blogger, my dear husband Tom, who is mourning for his childhood hero: This is the day that millions of moms across the country have been waiting for 30 years to arrive–my own especially. Evel Knievel …