Dear Number 6, There is a spot in your baby book for me to write a letter to you. Okay… I lied. I haven’t actually purchased a baby book for you. But there is a spot in your older brothers’ and sisters’ baby books, and one of these days I plan on actually getting one […]
Number 6
I’m Ready.
Every Thursday my dad comes and picks up Number 6 and 7 at 8:30 in the morning, and he takes them down to his house. My parents take care of the two of them all day and return them bathed, fed, and in their pajamas around 6:30 or so. That leaves me alone in the house. […]
Smahtuh than he looks.
There is a street in my town that only people who live here know how to pronounce. A street that, when said over the phone, is pretty much never spelled correctly by someone who hasn’t driven down that road. It’s ten letters long, and if you’ve never heard anyone say it, you wouldn’t know how to read it […]
Sometimes what you want and what you need are two opposite things.
The Man from CL&P was here at 7:30 this morning. The microwave died yesterday. Our backyard smells like shit because our septic is failed and I don’t know how we are going to get it fixed. So I’ve been a little stressed out today. I was standing out on the back deck, staring at the yard, […]
H-E-Double Hockey Sticks
This morning during the usual rush to get everyone strapped into their car seats, Number 7 was not cooperating. I was buckling Number 6, and she was climbing all over the car. Number 3 and 4 were losing patience. So was Number 5. She looked right at Number 7 and yelled, ‘NUMBER 7! JUST GET […]
Last Night’s Dinner Conversation
Number 4: “Mommy, Number 6 keeps saying What the H-E-L-L.” Number 6: “No I don’t!” Number 4: “Mommy! Number 6 keeps saying What the H-E-L-L!” Number 6: “NO I DON’T!” Number 4: “MOMMY! Number 6 keeps saying WHAT THE H-E-L-L!!!” Number 6: “NO! I! DON”T! Mommy, I don’t keep saying What the H-E-L-L! I KEEP SAYING WHAT THE HELL!” Oh… that’s […]
