Advent-uring
Half-way through Advent and this was the state of things. It may be that 2018 goes down in the books as the year mom failed at the Advent calendar. It’s really too bad as I purchased the candy necessary and even made up the calendar with activities ahead of time. The...
Pitty Potty Party
Since we were talking about Penny . . . Pretty sure her potty-training is my Waterloo. And I know I'm given to hyperbole and dramatics, but I'm serious about this. I'm afraid it just isn't going to happen. Let me be clear - when I write and whine about things here,...
Hello Darkness My Old Friend
Did you see the title and think I was going to bemoan the time change? Whine about the loss of light and the soul-crushing blackness? Too bad if you did because that's not what this is about. Nope. This is about Penny and how she or I - maybe both of us? It's unclear...
Sixteen Years
Sixteen years. Sixteen years we've been heading to the canyon, to the same spot, for fall photos. That could mean a lot of things but mostly what comes to mind is, "We should have this down by now!" And by this I mean the choosing of the outfits,...
And So It Begins
We've made it an entire month into the school year and I still don't know what I'm doing. I imagined when we started this crazy gig 10 years ago that at this point I'd have it down. Homeschool would be a finely tuned machine. *snort!* *GASP!*...
Goodness
Last week I had an appointment out of the house. The receptionist greeted me in her usual cheery manner and inquired about Gus. “Is he still being a good boy?” I don’t remember how I answered but I’m sure it was vague and mentioned something about sleep. I do know I...
