War

When Max announced last fall that he wanted a war birthday party and that he wanted Michael and Matt – two high schoolers – I said great.  I honestly thought he would change his mind after 8 months OR that it would morph into something else.  Not that I...

‘Round Here

-I served this up for lunch today.  Yes. Yes I did. It went over big. -It turns out that if you sing ‘Darth Vader’s Theme’ replacing the the notes with the word ‘Poop,’ it is a HUGE hit with the 8 and under crowd.  Try it out. -I listened...

We Teach ’em Young

While we were in California, Max spent a lot of time at Mama Syd’s school.  A LOT. It turns out that for a home school kid, a visit to a public school is like a vacation.  New things to experience, residents to befriend and local fare to sample.  There was even...

Conspiracy Theory

I have a feeling I’ve used this post title before.  It’s not right, is it, that I have the sneaking suspicion that people are out to get me? No. The answer is no. Every time I do laundry something odd happens.  When I get things folded I find that Philip...

I’m Lovin’ It

Right now I am absolutely loving: -The way Max feels about his Chucks.  They are on him ALLTHETIME and even though he has blisters on his ankles and is grouchy that there isn’t enough room for his toes to move, he cannot and WILL not be persuaded to wear...