Two years ago today, the girls and I were on Sanibel Island, enjoying (too much) sun and ocean waters that felt like bliss. We took a boat trip out to see manatees and were treated to a small aquarium before the trip. The feature of the exhibit was a large touch tank, filled with all… Continue reading Flipping the star
Josh and I were at the table tonight after dinner, and Pepper, no, sorry, Batgirl came to tell us, “Hi. I’m Batgirl. There are bad guys There are bad guys all over three world and some are coming here. You should go to your house, because they don’t know where you live.” The logic was… Continue reading Mysterious Butterfly Girl
Broccoli, double fisted
I was in my room and Pepper ran in to yell me something. I interrupted her and asked, “but honey, why are you naked?” She said, “because it’s bath night!” And laughed at me like I was the ridiculous one. Note, the bath wasn’t ready. Wasn’t getting ready, and she wasn’t in the bathroom before… Continue reading Naked?
Today is Cora’s birthday. I have a 7 year old. Walking behind her, she looked so… big. I was lamenting internally that she was growing up too fast… and then she slowly veered to left, out of her way, to jump in a puddle. Love you kid.
There is sand in my butt
The picture on the left is Pepper in a milk coma. When kids are supposed to be at their most content. Even full and getting what she wants, she still looks grumpy. As was her early years. Crying , angry, inconsolable . .. quite the change to today’s sweet, super loving, happy kid. Phew.
Year 1 if our annual Mexico vacation. Cora, 2, isn’t so sure she likes getting up. Way too early in the am
This past Sunday, Cora and I went to the Invention Convention with girl scouts. The girls had to invent a way to pick up and transport a butterfly, represented by a Pringle chip. I had to steer Cora away from just decorating a box and to think about it critically, but as soon as she… Continue reading The Sorter Rewarder
Last Mother’s Day, we went out to eat. afterwards, I told Josh to take a photo of me and the girls. Cora was wiggly. Pepper wouldn’t look at the camera. “Josh, just keep taking them,” I said. “One will be good.” They weren’t . Nope. Really? “Girls! Why won’t you just take ONE good picture… Continue reading Just ONE good picture please?
Mom, Out of Order 