Yellow ball. In this pic he is telling me thathis LaCrosse ball is a yellow ball. He is also saying that the field’s grass is green and that the sun is setting. It was taken at his first LaCrosse practice ever. Then he left me alone on a cold slope to go play with the […]
My G-Love packs chocolate when I ask her to make her lunch. It is this kind of judgement that makes us butt heads. She believes her worldview is the best. I would like her to join the rest of us for at least a predictable portion of the day. When the topic of Belief In Santa […]
Lovely REBELTOeS. I am not writing tonight. I’ve got this girl snoring on my shoulder. Catch you next week.
This kid won his school’s National Geographic Geography Bee!! I’m totally bragging. Come on! Get on the happy train with me!!! Eeeks! There, I said it. I have been trying for the last few days to figure out how to not brag so blatantly. But, whatever. Tune in next week if you want to avoid […]
When I climbed on my first school bus for kindergarten, the driver told me not to worry because there was a red-head aboard. Jeff Tichy then popped his face over the seat. He had loads more freckles than teeth, “Guess what?” he asked. Before I responded he said, “Chicken guts,” and inverted his tongue to […]
I have been a nutter butter. Not the cute and crunchy cookie kind. The absolute surprise supreme batshit crazy pants kind. This has happened to me twice as a parent already and I’m only ten years into the gig. The first episode was when Duke was little and his food anaphylaxis was exploding. One meal, […]
Here in Rebel Land, I’ve felt a touch on the quiet side as you might’ve guessed. Matt-Daddy has been traveling a lot and I’ve gnawed off more than I can chew with a few projects and my resident rebeltoes underfoot. When Matt-Daddy and I were on our honeymoon oh so many years ago, there was an […]