Category: Tiller

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You know . . . Parenting is fucking hard. One of the hardest parts of parenting for me is when the kids get in trouble, and I have to revoke a privilege that was to beneficial to me. Example A: I am working on a work project AND the school newsletter today. Todd is working late all week, and so… Read more →


Thanksgiving Followup

So, Todd didn’t cry after the game. I know I promised Iron Bowl, Part II, but I am all out of witty comments. Here is the abridged version: We left the game, and “borrowed” a couple of cokes. We hitched a ride back to our car with Ned’s mom, Gwen. We parked at Todd’s old Jr. High and I got… Read more →

Thankful, Part II

I really wanted to post about my weekend in Auburn, the Iron Bowl, seeing old friends, and Georgia surprisingly beating Tech. But I have had too much to do today to do the weekend justice. Instead, i will just give Thanksgiving picture love. . . . Cousins Malex Dash Tiller Princess Visiting Puppy (Yes, she came up with that name… Read more →

Cotton Candy Clouds

Tiller: “Mama? Are the clouds flat?” Me: “Flat?” Tiller: “Yeah, flat.” She lies on the couch and points up. “Like the ceiling.” Me: “Um, well, no, they are kinda poofy.” Tiller: [Face lighting up with joy and recognition.] “Oh! Like cotton candy!” Related posts: Our Eyes are Like Doors Growing Chocolate and Wonder and Hope Read more →

Because It Makes Me Feel Better

So, my sister married a Gator. I have not really forgiven her, but I have moved past the pain. Florida beat Georgia again. Did I say I moved past the pain? I lied. That is why, when my nephew comes over, wearing a damn Florida blue outfit with Gator orange socks, (which, incidentally, is the same dork outfit my bil… Read more →

A Halloween Story

Last night, we took the kids trick or treating, despite the misty rain, and the mud, and the fact that the Gators were still in the midst of kicking Georgia’s ass. Sometimes, it is better to just walk away and eat candy and drink beer. Rollie was a mummy (Not that fun a costume to put together, and even worse… Read more →

It’s a Cake Walk

I did my time at the inflatable slide. I had to be the bad cop, yelling at kids to go one at a time, and feet first, and stop pushing and all that jazz. Things that came out of my mouth: “I see you back there.” “No wedgies.” “It’s not nice to roll your eyes at the slide master.” “No,… Read more →

Tiller’s Birthday Party

We had Tiller’s fourth birthday party on Sunday. The weather looked iffy, but it turned out just great. A little overcast but not hot and the mosquitoes weren’t too bad. Tiller wanted to do the costume party again this year, so that was fun, and makes for fun pictures, too. And of course, I love the Halloween stuff, so it… Read more →

Tiller Rides the Rock Wave

Tiller saw her first show today. She is three. Okay, not an actual concert, but she did check out of preschool early and go see Phoenix with me at Criminal Records. (Good mother? Bad mother?) It was pretty damn crowded and, evidently, hipsters don’t let kids go to the front so that they can see over all their cold weather… Read more →