My parents have several photos of my mom with my sister when she was about David’s age. It was summer, and my sister was running around nothing but a diaper while my mom was hanging some clothes on the clothesline. Imitating my mom, Kristie took off her diaper and hung it on a stake in
I would classify our garden last year as only quasi-successful. We dealt with a lot of pests (like squirrels and chipmunks) and lost most of our squash to vine borers. After all that, I didn’t really have steam to plant a fall garden. Instead, we planted a sort of fall garden. I’ve never had a ton
There’s still sand on our street from last weekend’s snow, but today is all sunshine and warm breezes. We had a solid week of constant rain which turned into a heavy, wet snow, followed by a week of temperatures barely above freezing, followed by another messy snow. And now? Now THIS? I know this is
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For months now David’s been working on his memoirs. The working title is, “My life with the most boring Mom ever.” Like most toddlers, David is nothing but energy. He loves playing with other kids, especially older kids. He desperately wants an older sibling, four older siblings would be even better. Unfortunately for David, that’s
This is the difference between a baby and a toddler. When you have a baby, and the baby falls a few inches off the couch, you have a panic attack, call your husband in tears, and write a blog about it. When you have a toddler and the toddler smacks his head into a cinder



