Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Sticky Situation

Sam is becoming an adept stick hunter and gatherer.  Any time he's outside, he is on the hunt for a good stick.  The attributes of a good stick depend on what he decides the use will be that day.  The other day, he found what was declared as The Best Stick EVER, and carried it with him for quite some time.  We had to run an errand and of course the request for The Best Stick EVER to come with us was granted.  This of course meant I needed to steele my patience as the car ride would be narrated with reasons why this stick was in fact The Best Stick EVER.

After the fourth time I declined a request to look at The Best Stick EVER, a new request was lobbed from the backseat:

"Mama!  Look at how much of this stick I have licked already!"


Thursday, March 8, 2018


One just let a silent fart go.  One feels betrayed.
This picture was followed by Sam yelling, "Ugggggghhhhh AL-EX!  Why would you DO that?!"

Monday, March 5, 2018

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

A Boy and His Dog

I was trying to get us out the door on time and I hear, "We can't go yet Mom...I have to snuggle Aiden."

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Mix Up

From the bathroom, I hear:

"Mama! I need my bite wupped! I mean my bite wupped.  Wait.  My bite wupped.  Uggghhhh! I can't say that thing! My.  Bite.  Wupped.  Grrrrrr!"

"Sammy, do you need your butt wiped?"

"Yes pleasereezers!"

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Top Notch Parenting

Alex only likes to wear ankle socks.  Except for when he plays hockey.  Then he likes wearing at least crew length socks so his skates don't rub.  Which is fine, except he is so adament about the ankle length for everything else, we only had one pair of crew length.  Seeing as though he stinks to high heaven when he gets home from practice or games, we have to do laundry pretty much constantly, so the one pair thing wasn't a big deal.  Until I couldn't find the damn socks.

So, practice comes around, I still can't find the socks, and Travis and I are trying to come up with an adequate substitute.  Travis said he had a pair that was a squinch too small that he thought would work.  He grabbed them, put 'em on Alex's feet, pulled 'em up, and headed off to practice.

It was only a day later when I was folding laundry that I noticed there were words on the bottoms of the socks.  Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaah....pretty sure we aren't winning any parenting awards:

Friday, February 9, 2018


Captain's Log, Stardate 21.71575:  We are 4 hours into the snow day.  I fear all control may already be lost.  The bathroom has been flooded twice by the little one who now refuses to put on any clothing whatsoever.  The whistling of outdoor rockets skimming passed my head while I stand in the living room is unnerving to say the least.  The volume of my voice has no affect on them.  It seems to only make them crazier.  The bigger one has headed back out into the snow.  Nap time for the little one is soon.  Hoping to make it until someone can relieve me.