Category: Tiller

Tough Questions from Tiller

Tough questions this morning from Tiller. Tiller: Mom, where did Quint come from? Me [distractedly, and before coffee]: The pound. I realize what’s coming. Tiller: What’s the pound? Me: It’s a place where the government puts dogs and cats who live on the street, so they won’t starve and they won’t bite anyone. Then, people can come look at them… Read more →

Single Parent Saturday

Todd went to Tybee with the boys for the weekend. No comment on Mother’s Day. He’s working off the misdemeanor. Saturday, I had quite a time with the kiddos. T-ball game at 9:30 a.m. Lunch with Lisa and Dash afterwards. Went to buy a birthday gift for Rollie’s friend Emily. Left there. Came home to check on the neighbor’s since… Read more →