…as evidenced by the following series of photos. I had told Thomas he could help open my birthday presents (I am getting old and am okay with it). Everything was all hunky dory until Mary Elizabeth wanted to help, too. He’s not too into this whole sharing thing. Thomas’s face is priceless, and so areRead the whole post >>
Peanut Gallery
On Saturday the course of a 5K went right past our house. Since I’ve gained considerable skills as a race cheerleader in the aftermath of my dreadful hamstring injury, I rallied the troops (three out of four kids and the dog; my oldest was having a special sleepover with the grandparents before soccer season kicksRead the whole post >>
Notes from the trenches
After my puke post, a good friend of mine texted me some more hurling euphemisms: making street pizza, shouting groceries, and my personal favorite, Technicolor yawn. I actually received a number of emails and texts after that post. Nothing like the stomach bug to build solidarity among mothers. Feel free to add your own hurlingRead the whole post >>
When all else fails, laugh and be grateful
The battle lines are drawn. It’s the Wickers versus the insidious stomach bug and finally after much germ warfare, the Wickers are gaining ground and close to a win. For over a week, I haven been fighting the stomach bug. I’ve been the victim but mostly the medic, running stumbling to the front lines toRead the whole post >>
Thank God for Momnesia
The other day I had fall fever. Since I only have two little ones at home now I decided to go out to lunch and then run a few errands, including stopping by the local bookstore. (My first mistake was assuming that not having the two older children who are actually mostly helpful these daysRead the whole post >>
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