Monthly Archives: September 2013
It’s a Brand New World and Louis CK is Not Playing
My uncle is in the hospital and my kids are sick and the last thing I should probably be doing is blogging, but I have nervous energy right now and there is only so much of The Good Wife that … Continue reading
Teddy Roosevelt and My Dad, Getting Me From Friday to Monday
“Be loud let your colors show Try to keep the madness low…” -The Avett Brothers Luke had four wisdom teeth pulled on Thursday afternoon. He was loopy from the anesthesia, which was pretty funny to witness. The nurses kept trying to … Continue reading
Ack. The Sickness. It has Arrived.
I can never remember what day it is anymore. Apparently, it is September 17th, which means that it takes exactly three weeks after starting school for my kids to start getting sick. Poor Quinn. The only lingering sadness from his … Continue reading
It Could Be Worse (Thanks, Lolo) I am Letting My Light Shine
How the hell is it already Monday night again? When my kids were really young, three of them under five, life felt like a time warp. Sure, I was exhausted, but the pace of my exhaustion was that of biology … Continue reading
Rules, Wisdom, and Worry
“To keep alive that enthusiasm is the secret of real guidance, and it will not prove a difficult task, provided that the attitude towards the child’s acts be that of respect, calm, and waiting, and provided that he be left free … Continue reading
In 28 Minutes My Weekend Ends
This is how Greta sleeps. I have no idea how she breathes. We were all tucked in tonight when I knew that I had either wet my pants, or she had. Yup, Greta is getting older. Peeing on me, it … Continue reading
Hello, Me (and Screw You, Ghita)
Noel treated me to a manicure for her wedding and tonight, two weeks later, I picked all the gel away from my nails, and as soon as I did, my hands looked like mine again. It got me thinking about … Continue reading
One Down. I Should Be Yelling I Love You.
I guess it is good that I threw Quinn’s party, made a cake, and opened gifts before this morning because when I woke up today, on the actual DAY of this birth, I forgot. I was up until four this … Continue reading
Omne Trium Perfectum (everything that comes in threes is perfect)
“Out of difficulties grow miracles.” – Jean de la Bruyere Quinn, you are three on the third! Happy golden birthday, or as we called it in my family growing up, happy magic birthday. I wasn’t going to rehash the whole … Continue reading
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