Our little town always has a Memorial Day parade. This parade is one of three we have each year. Besides the Memorial Day parade, there’s the local fair parade in September and the Holiday parade in December. Will, 7, says he’s not going to the parade tomorrow. Why? Because this parade, the most poignant parade [Read More]
Pants on the Ground, Pants on the Ground, Lookin’ like a Fool with your Pants on the Ground
Last Tuesday we got THE CALL. From Will’s principal. Sigh. Turns out he was in the coat room at the end of the day with 2 other boys. He told them to pull his pants down. They did. They saw his underwear. The Principal said he was very forthright about what happened, and she realized [Read More]
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Drive-by Cussing
Beep, beep! A car drove by our house the other day and honked. Sydney asked, “Mom, what was that?” “It was somebody driving by. Maybe they knew us,” I answered. “Or maybe they’re a stupid idiot!” Sydney declared angrily. Hmm. Wonder where she picked up language like that?!
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Mac and Cheese, please!
Sydney was dining on same mac and cheese at the kitchen table. The first picture I could find of mac and cheese and Sydney! “Uh, oh,” she said. “I dropped some on the floor.” I looked under the table and saw a couple noodles on the floor. “But that’s okay,” she said reassuringly. “Because the [Read More]
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Wardrobe Malfunction
My baby bumble bee Sydney had her first ballet recital this weekend. It was very sweet, and quite the production! Little did I know last September when I signed her up for dance classes that I happened to pick the most high-falootin’ dance place in town. These people take their dance SERIOUS. Case in point: [Read More]
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Experienced Bad Blogger
I just noticed that on my last post, May 5, I used the exact same picture of Sydney that I used with the previous post on April 30: So not only do I have mad “Mommy” skills, but clearly I have mad blogger skills, too!
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It’s Not Easy Being Green
I’m living in a house divided. First, there is Will, 7. He wants to recycle everything. He demands we use the front and back of every paper. Last week he left the wee plastic stub of his ring pop on the counter. “Will, put this in the trash,” I commanded. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,” he shrieked. “Recycle it!” [Read More]
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Poop, Pee, Butts, and Penises
Yes, you read that right! The other day I was driving home with Will and Sydney. “Mom!” Will said excitedly. “Guess the name of the book I got at the library?” “Uh,” I started. “Poop, Pee, Butts, and Penises!” offered Sydney, my sweet (?) 4-year-old. “Hee hee hee!” Strangely, that was NOT the name of [Read More]
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Easter 2011
I hope you all had a happy Easter! We enjoyed the long weekend together, since Chad got a half-day on Good Friday. First, we dyed Easter Eggs. Chad even got into the act this year. In fact, he drew a butt on one of Will’s eggs. From that point on, I lost both my big [Read More]
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Experienced Bad Hair
Sydney and I have a long history with her hair. It started when I dropped the ball when she was a toddler and decided to get her first haircut on the spur of the moment. There were no pictures or dramatic entries in her baby book. Then, for her second haircut, I showed up with [Read More]
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