A Story Short The Sunday before New Years’ was one of those dreary, everybody-in-the-house-all-day affairs. Lydia and I were watching a movie when I heard a clatter in the kitchen — my clumsy Sam fell again. But this time it was different, I could hear it in Steven’s voice and Sam’s wail. Sam had faceplanted […]
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meltdown
My sweet Sam. He can be so loving, so happy, so excited about life. He loves to give hugs and kisses to everyone in the family, including his Bear. He is beginning to speak very well, and will parrot back anything you say to him. Usually, Sam seems like a pretty happy-go-lucky type of boy. […]
7/20/99 Day 12 “Bus, bus, & more Bus Day”
[We continue to look back at my travel diary that I kept during the summer of 1999 when I traveled through Europe for two weeks. In Italy, I learned how to say, “No nuts,” in Italian. — Present-day Carrie] Hey, noticed I slipped a day. Word to the wise: don’t eat Italian food, Especially when […]
no more moon pies
Last week Sam had his checkup with the friendly neighborhood allergist. The doctor got to hear my roaring tale of Our Vacation: Amoxicillin Reaction Blues. I also pointed out this funny little rash Sam had picked up over the past month. It has seemed like dry skin to me, so I have been slathering the […]
no vacation goes unpunished
I try to be witty about these things sometimes. I try to be a good writer and spin a great tale, but I do my best if I start my stories at the beginning and just tell them out as they have happened. I’m a chronological writer. The problem with this story is there are […]
fried pies
Earlier today I was waiting to turn left on a busy highway. I know I’m a little conservative when it comes to driving, but hey, I’m still alive. In my rear-view mirror, I see the guy two cars behind me pull out of the lane, around and then in front of me so he can […]
the no good, very bad week: a tale in three parts
Crisis #1. Last Sunday was going along pretty normally. It’s typically Laundry Day around here, so we buzz around the house, doing chores, watching movies and eating snacks. That afternoon Sam was having just such a snack while The Husband and Lydia were entertaining themselves with a book or somesuch in her room when suddenly […]
I will never put ‘Wake Up’ on repeat again
A few weeks ago Steven and I both got hit with a horrible virus. It was horrendous. I was going to write all about it, but I later realized it would basically be a rehash of what Steven had last February, except I had it as well, and it was worse than before. So that’s […]
open mouth, insert foot . . . and hand?
Over the weekend, Lydia broke out in what looked like a heat rash or fever rash. She also had a low-grade fever but for once I was not too worried and I’ll be damned if I was going to go running to the doctor for every little thing. Lydia will sometimes run a low fever […]
hey waiter, there’s a tube in my taco!
After the last ear infection I wrote about, Lydia’s doctor figured we’d give her immune system and the impending Spring just one more time to make friends before we walked down the path of tubes. Unfortunately, that friendship just will not be attained. After a week of snottiness, coughing, and grumpy girlie we were back […]