Archive for July, 2008

Behind Closed Doors

Yesterday was bad. Like, I’m going to call my husband and tell him I quit and he needs to find someone else to take care of his kids bad. Like, I’m going to call him and tell him that he’d better drive faster because if he doesn’t get here within ten minutes he’ll [...]

Under the Table

What’s going on under your table today?  Is money changing hands?
In my house it’s more likely the mashing of peas - I step on them Every. Single. Day - and the occasional kiss and obstacle course thrown in for good measure.

For the love of Thomas

Is it possible to plan an entire weekend around a fictitious blue train whose face is completely immobile with the exception of his lidless eyes? I tell you, it is.
The fam and I have been in Lancaster, PA for the past few days. What’s in Lancaster, you ask? Well, my friends, only [...]

Seasons Change

I’ll tell you a little secret: I’m not really a baby person. I’m really not. Babies always sort of freaked me out growing up. I guess I didn’t have much experience with them or something, and well, I guess I just didn’t get the whole babies are so great/cute/cuddly thing. [...]

Fifty-Seven Flags

I wrote this last year on the Fourth of July - Another Quiet Night - and here I sit, one year later, contemplating the same things I have for the past three. It’s funny how having kids changes so many things; things that were once simple become mountainous, impossible. Moments of simplicity are [...]

The daily stroll

I think I see a pattern here. Last night there it was again - “What do you think you’ll dream about tonight?”
“You.”
And there it was again. 3:00am and everyone’s awake. This time the poor kid fell out of his bed though. That’s happened three times now! And it’s one of [...]

Late Nights and Dreams

As I put Sam to bed each night, I often ask him what he thinks he’ll dream about. Typically the answer is something like trains, cars, diggers, etc. Last night as he was drifting off I asked him what he thought it would be. He said, “Um…you.”
Then he kept me up from [...]