Yesterday it was beautiful outside. I was about to go for a nice bike ride by myself while my dad watched the kids. And then my friends were coming over with their kids to hang out by the pool in the afternoon. I was looking forward to the day and feeling really bummed that it was
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Number 3’s potty mouth did not come from me
Last night after dinner Numbers 2, 3, and 4 were all coloring together. It was very sweet. And rare. The television was on, but they weren’t really paying attention. Number 3 looked up at one point, saw something on the television, and out of nowhere yelled, “What the hell is that?” That’s more like it. Sweet,
Three-Year-Old of a Thousand Faces
Number 5 wanted a “turn” on the blog. She suggested showing all her “faces”. So here they are, all titled by Number 5 herself. The no face face. The fish face. Surprised face. Smelly face. Like when Number 6 has poop in his diaper. Excited face. Like if I get a new toy. Sad face.
Cock-a-doodle-doo
The other day the kids watched Good Boy. It’s a pretty dumb movie about a dog from outer space who visits Earth to verify the rumor that dogs have not, in fact, taken over the planet. But the dogs can talk, and the kids think it’s funny. There is a scene where one of the dogs has a
Here’s a paper bag and a banana. Stop complaining and get on the bus.
Only 6 days left until school starts. I’m starting to slip into the end-of-summer-blues. I’m not mentally prepared for the early morning rush and the regimented routines and schedules that we have to slip back into. And I’m dreading the lunchboxes. My kids have never bought a school lunch. I’ve always felt pretty good about
Nobody wants to buy my children, but they’ll definitely give me money to get away from them
Yesterday we had a tag sale, which is a yard sale, or a garage sale, if you don’t live in Connecticut. Anyway, here are a couple of things I learned: 1. When you post on facebook that you are having a tag sale and you also write a blog about how your kids pick their