We were wiggling and giggling and tickling, reading feminist works of literature about Paul and Judy, eating goldfish crackers, shelling peanuts and pretending the shells are boats and just generally having a big crazy party when Nicolaus suddenly said “dowwwn” and slid off my lap. He waved at me limply and said “na-na”. Night [...]
I’ve been in bed for a large part of the last 24 hours. Some working, some reading, some socializing, but mostly feeling sick and lame and annoyed at myself for being sick and lame. Kevin and the baby went to visit his parents for the day, making it even easier for me to spend all [...]
Is this supposed to make me want to eat chicken? Orrrrr what?
http://www.subservientchicken.com/
I talked to my grandmother on Easter, and towards the end of our conversation, as her cell phone started cutting in and out she said what I could have sworn was, “I’m going to Bolivia and having dinner with Jane Goodall next month.”
I tried my best to clarify, because if she was in fact going [...]
Nicolaus thought we were both asleep. He was laying between us eating the breakfast that three out of four lazy moms prefer – a wagon wheel. It’s a puffed rice little wheel with puffed rice spokes and everything. With my eyes just barely open, here is what I overheard:
Booty (his word for snacks)
Booteeeee
Booty.
Mohney. Mohney! Mohney! [...]