Last Saturday, Sam had his Golden Birthday — he turned two on the 2nd of June. Another year has flown by. Since his birthday fell on a Saturday, we had his party on the same day. Sam is still doing really well with his speech therapy. His teacher has been very pleased with his progress […]
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a storm of spoilers
Oi! Don’t read this incredibly funny story if you are watching The Game of Thrones or haven’t read all the books yet! Ye be warned! ____________________________________________ Steven and I have recently been indulging in the commentaries provided with the DVD set of the Game of Thrones I received for my birthday. Now, we both read […]
bottomless pit, part two
On Monday, Sam ate: two pancakes, seven tortilla chips, one bowl of macaroni and cheese, one baby back rib, three spoonfuls of baked beans, one orange slice, one slice of dried pineapple, five chicken nuggets, sixteen pieces of watermelon, and three animal crackers. That night he let out a huge belch. The End.
play dough fun factory
These gems of Lydia’s were told to me by her daycare teacher. I laughed so hard I snorted when I heard them. Lydia, after pooping on the potty at school: “That was amazing!” She had another poop later that day. That time she squealed, “Oooooh, poopsnakes!”
fickle fashionista
After a round of clothes shopping, I show off my spoils to Lydia. She oohs and aahs over the t-shirts emblazoned with Wonder Woman and The Avengers. Then I pull out the pièce de résistance, a summery pink and white dress for the upcoming birthday pictures. Lydia let out a squeal that oozed of rainbows […]
april 32nd
spring lock
Lately it seems our house is falling to pieces. Our kitchen faucet is starting to get a bit leaky on us. The kitchen light became possessed by a rogue demon and had to be replaced, but not before a minor casualty involving the new light, unpreparedness, and gravity. It’s like we’re being attacked around here. […]
in a rush to brush
This morning Lydia and I took an excursion north towards Birmingham for her dentist appointment. We only had to go up three exits, so I took my chances with the interstate. Alas, I-65 began to back up about a mile before we needed to get off. Lydia was amazed by all the cars. “Wow, look […]
rednecks are our friends (and i’ll be nice to them)
Steven didn’t mow the lawn until lunchtime today. The party next door, crowded as it was, was surprisingly tame compared to previous siorées. Around 10:30 last night I peeked out the window and counted 17 cars along the road, and thought we were in for another doozie. Later today we were outside with Lydia (Sam […]
It’s my birthday and i’ll frat if i want to
This afternoon there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find one of the next-door redneck neighbors. “Oh crap,” I thought. It was Fuzzy, the owner of Sir Shits-A-Lot. We had just shoveled over another load of poop over to their yard a day’s previous. “Hey, I’m Ron from next door.” he […]