Category: Tiller

Tiller’s Latest Song

Rollie likes to invent wind machines to scare people. Tiller likes to make up songs. I am not kidding when I say that my jaw often drops at the inventiveness of her lyrics. This latest song was performed on my patio yesterday afternoon. I missed the first few lines, but todd and I are getting better at catching her songs… Read more →

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Life Gets in the Way, But Let Me Fast Forward It For You

This has been my worst month of posting in years. Life has really gotten in the way. Many reasons come into play. Me training for another triathlon. Work. Lots of company, like Todd’s cousin Jenn, and my friend Honey and her family, and my mom is having surgery on her foot, and mom and dad having moved, a neighbor and… Read more →

The Pirate Queen, and her Former Associates

So, I am the Pirate Queen. I know, I know. . . I should have told you all. But we don’t really talk about it. That’s a lie. Todd finally told the kids about a year ago. “Your Mother’s The Pirate Queen.” I was a little miffed that he didn’t tell them i am The Bandit Queen, because i love… Read more →

What are you going to be?

Tiller and I were sitting on the love toilets this afternoon. (That’s what we call our Jack and Jill toilets, right by each other, but separated by a door. You can hold hands while taking a poo. Love toilets.) Me: “What ya been doing?” T: “I’m playing doctor with Snoopy.” Me: “Are you going to be a Doctor when you… Read more →

Bossy and Stubborn

This story will not surprise anyone who knows Rollie and me well. Rollie and I? We are just alike in so many ways. We can be a little intense. Focused to the point of obsession about things we enjoy doing. (God forbid you ask us a question while we are reading.) We don’t like to be told what to do.… Read more →

The Bright Side of Puking

Tiller’s got the pukes. It all started Sunday before last, with Rollie having no appetite. Any parent worth their salt knows that when a kid has no appetite for something that they usually scarf down, then you will be dealing with puke within 24 hours. It is a law of nature. Rollie was out of school five days last week.… Read more →