Day Five of Potty Training. Last hard core day. We’re in good shape and ready to step out and breathe the fresh air without (too much) fear of imminent wet pants (or worse) disaster. I’ve mentioned before that Little Brother is all about Jason Mraz. “I’m Yours” has been an anthem around here for a [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Little Brother’
Well, If Jason Mraz Says So…
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Jason Mraz., Little Brother, music, potty training, television on July 16, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Brawny, Bounty, a Potty and Ugitnyvrdka.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged alcohol, commercialism, Little Brother, potty raining, snob, strangers, Walmart on July 12, 2010 | 6 Comments »
I went to Walmart today. Yip. I heart Walmart. And, incidentally, I had never set foot in a Walmart until about eight months ago when I mentioned this sad fact to my friend, Mo. She looked at me like I had ten heads. “Oh. my. god. woman. Go. Go now.” And I did. Thank [...]
Hey, Guys…Would You Please Feed the Dog?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Bernie, Big Brother, chores, dog, food, Little Brother, siblings on May 22, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Awesome. Thanks.
Up At Oh-Dark-Hundred. Again.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged food, Little Brother, little manipulators, mealtime, seasons, sleep, Target on May 21, 2010 | 3 Comments »
I love this season. But, I also hate this season. Because, my children turn from gentle early-ish risers to ohmygodchilditsthecrackofdawnstopcallingmefromyourcribandgobacktosleepNOW risers. It’s brutal. Husband’s been a little extra busy at work lately and regularly leaves before sunrise. He dresses quietly by the light of our bathroom, kisses me goodbye and heads out. Then, I snuggle [...]
I Lost My Sense of Humor Today.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Dunkin' Donuts, language, Little Brother, Marblehead, Red Sox, Yankees on May 18, 2010 | 7 Comments »
My Husband grew up in Connecticut. In the “closer to NY” part of Connecticut, not the “Red Sox Nation” part of Connecticut. He’s a Yankees fan. A big Yankees fan. But, he’s a baseball fan in the larger sense as well, so while he knows and loves the Yankees more than other teams, he [...]
Tongue Tied.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged language, Little Brother, movies, school on May 13, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Little Brother has developed a bit of a stutter. At first I was completely freaked out by it. Worried and sad and upset — concerned that he had been dealt some terribly unfair hand. That my baby, who was so quick to speak as a toddler, would now need some help getting over [...]
A Universe of Beaches
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged beach, Little Brother, movies on May 5, 2010 | 1 Comment »
“Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.” – Wesley to Buttercup, “The Princess Bride”
Hurry Up and Slow Down
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged growing up, Little Brother, Vermont on April 26, 2010 | 2 Comments »
How is it that sometimes they can seem so big and so little all at once?
A Great Trip…well, except for my new club foot.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged athleticism, Big Brother, Little Brother, Orvis, photos, Vermont on April 25, 2010 | 6 Comments »
We’re all happily home from a wonderful stretch of days visiting my parents in Vermont. Beautiful weather, (mostly) happy kids, many fabulous outdoor activities, drinks with great friends and delicious meals with family. Plus, my parents scored some cheap child labor in tending their fields. Kidding. But, seriously, how cute are they in those [...]
Back In The Dark Ages of My Youth
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged age, Big Brother, Little Brother, Yankee Candle on April 20, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Back in the Dark Ages of my youth, I would eagerly anticipate the arrival of the Sears Roebuck catalogue. Catalogues, in general, weren’t nearly as pervasive as they are today and Sears was the Grand-Daddy of them all. That baby was huge. And, with its giant toy and youth chapters, I spent countless hours lying [...]
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