kitchen complaints, episode five

The kids are having lunch. Sam hollers from the kitchen, “Mommy, I need some more blood!” “I’m sorry, what?” Lydia pipes up. “We’re pretending we’re Godzillas and the milk is the blood. We would like some more blood.” “We would like some more blood, please,” I correct. “We would like some more blood, please!” the […]

seven year old taco

Last week, in amongst all the Watson-disappearing business, Lydia quietly turned seven years old. Well, I say ‘quietly,’ but there was some singing involved. (Don’t watch if you are completely sick of Frozen) As Lydia has gotten older, the year-to-year changes have become more subtle. There are fewer large milestones like crawling, walking, and talking; […]

watson’s big adventure

I wiggle my feet a lot. It’s just a little habit I have. I rarely even notice when I’m doing it. It’s also genetic, apparently. One afternoon at a family get-together my half-first cousin, once removed, (yeah) noticed this and exclaimed, “Ooh, look! You’ve got the Brasher Feet, too!” The other component of Brasher Feet […]