It’s 6:30 in the morning. I’m awake. There’s a monkey in the bathtub. It’s the same monkey pictured here, only a different kid hugs him now, and runs to get him any time we gather up to leave the house, and takes him to Fudruckers and demands a booster seat for the monkey.
At 8:00 last [...]
Why don’t they invent a little gauge that shows you how your driving affects your fuel efficiency? I know when I drive like an asshole, my car’s mileage is crappy. When I pay attention and coast whenever possible and take off smoothly from a red light, the mileage is nice and rewarding. It would be [...]
When I woke up this morning, Kevin was gone. He’d been summoned into Graham’s happy bed. Some nights Graham wakes up crying and insists that one of us lay down Dora piddow Dam’s happy bed. It’s so cool that Kevin hears the boys during the night and goes to help them. He used to be [...]
There are people out in the courtyard playing guitar and singing. They have a bongo drum, and some candles. It’s like I’m a cooler person just for being in earshot.
The days this week have all been long and loud. Most of today was Nicolaus. Nicolaus crying, Nicolaus grabbing, Nicolaus throwing a fit. He was a [...]
What I need are extra days, ones that are squeezed in between bedtime and daylight, ones that don’t count toward the passing of time or the getting older of boys or the entropic house mess. Like those calories you can eat in the kitchen while cleaning up the dinner dishes, only I need entire Thanksgiving [...]