Charlie found the tiny chewed up head of a toy horse figure on the counter today, the victim of our occasionally mouthy pit bull. Charlie: Oh no! Neville ate my […]
Originally posted Feb 16, 2016 (Patton was 4y3m) In Which I Must Choose to Laugh or Cry: Patton and I laying in bed at night. To help you understand this […]
Patton is six years old. He has grown tall and lanky, and I’m so pissed that I didn’t start marking the wall with his height sooner. I spend days in […]
Tim: Charlie, where are your underwear? Charlie: I took them off. They were too fuzzy. The end.
The only ones I really have at the end of the day are that I didn’t have time to sit down and freeze all of you in time, in words, […]
Dear Anna, Just so we’re clear, I’m the same mother who forgot to get my third kid anything for his first birthday. I stood in the backyard once, within arm’s […]
Charlie: These are my ears. *Points to ears* Me: Yes they are. Charlie: My tummy. *Holds fat rolls* Me: Yes. Charlie: This is my vulva. Me: That’s right. Charlie. S’not […]