Sweetie, I Love You, But. . . .

Why is it that you think you are above unloading the dishwasher? If you are watching the Boy while I go out for dinner with a friend, and you are in charge of the dinner and dishes implied therein, Why, oh, why??? is it that you will ignore the full, clean dishwasher full of dishes […]

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Quadremesters

I had dinner with an old friend last night. (I will get to how long I have known him as part of my story further on.) We had cuban, he had beers, and i had two cokes and then had to pee the rest of the night. He is a year older than i am […]

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Looks Like a Libra

Unless I pop this baby out between now and midnight, looks like the little lady will be a Libra like her Daddy. Do I put much stock in Astrology? Well, no, but it is fun to think about anyway. Rollie could have been a Leo or a Virgo (he is a virgo). Todd is a […]

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The Amazing Talking Rollie

Rollie, I don’t know why i ever worried that you might have speech problems. You hit two years old in August and now you are wowing us with your conversational skills. You are so much fun to watch, as you try out the feel of different sounds on your tongue. It doesn’t matter what you […]

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38 Plus Two

Yep, I’m down to counting the days. Could be two or three more weeks. Could be tomorrow. The wa-a-a-iting is the hardest part. Rollie had his first big-boy haircut today. We went to Stylin’ Kids. Not bad for a 17 dollar haircut – he was pretty good, even letting Marilyn, the stylist, shave the back […]

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37 wks and Counting!

I’m 37 weeks. i cannot believe it. This pg has gone so much faster than the first one did. i guess having a toddler to keep me company has done that. I don’t think it really sank in until i started thinking last night, “I could go into labor now and it would be okay.” […]

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Death By Leech

You will be sucked dry by a leech. I’d stay awayfrom swimming holes, and stick to good oldcement. Even if it does hurt like hell whenyour toe scrapes the bottom. What horrible Edward Gorey Death will you die? brought to you by Quizilla

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Oh, NOOO. . . Twooo.

Okay, so you wouldn’t mean by this that you are as amazed as your Mama that it has been two whole years since I popped you out at 5:20 pm and my whole life changed. When you say, “Oh, No, Two!” it is an exclamation of surprise at seeing another of something; another airplane or […]

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Billy Idol is Sneering at ME. . . .

I may be acutely sensitive to the ironies of motherhood right now; I just finished reading Tom Perotta’s Little Children, and am now working on Having It, and Eating It (average ChickLit a la Bridget Jones’ Diary, but in what i think of as a more well-defined sub-genre of “Suburban Motherhood Tales of Woe”). But, […]

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Mama, Eeeeeeeeze

There is no more heartbreaking sound than that of your child, wailing his heart out for you to come save him from having to go to bed alone. I am sitting here at the computer, as it is Todd’s turn to put Rollie down. I am guessing that Todd is sitting outside Rollie’s room, in […]

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