Tag Archive for Tiller

Nobody Even Knocked Over the Baby Jesus

Tiller’s Christmas program was this morning at St. Bede’s. I, of course, ran completely late and didn’t get to drink any coffee before, during, or after the program. So, one part of me was all sad that it was Tiller’s last “little girl” Christmas program, and the other half was just holding on to a thread of sanity until I… Read more →

I love her

I watched as Tiller took off full-throttle downhill to the bus stop. Then something caught her eye in the neighbor’s yard, so she darted over to it. She bent over. Picked something up. Stood up, holding a stem with dandelion seeds at the end, then blew them as hard as she could. Watched them fall to the grass, dropped the… Read more →

Busy as Hell Bee

We have been spending a lot of time at the baseball fields this spring. Rollie has a game and two practices a week. And then there is tiller’s Tiny Tykes practice every Sunday. And Todd’s new job with BBDO. (Speaking of, have you seen Todd’s previous work? He has a site.) So, what we have been doing: Tiller rides her… Read more →

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 →