Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #7.

By popular demand (mine), another installment of Things I Never Thought I’d Say As A Parent:
No, I really don’t want to see how slowly you can climb up the stairs.

Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #6.

Hi, internet. It’s been a long time. It’s not you, it’s me. Been a bit distracted, not as motivated to write, and certainly not spending as much time in front of the computer as I did when I was working.
I’m not going to make any promises about whether this is a return to blogging, but [...]

In Which The Boys Play House.

One game the boys play, as do most children, is “house.” I haven’t figured this one out, though, because it usually consists of them playing cars, legos, etc.; they stop in the middle of whatever they are doing, one of them declares, “Let’s play house!”, they pick roles and then they just go right back [...]

Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #5.

“Huh. I didn’t know you had a lizard collection.”

In Which I Post The First List Of Songs.

As promised in an earlier post, here’s the first round of songs that have been copied onto Peanut’s “iPod.” There are some glaring omissions (no Stevie Wonder yet), and I have many to add based on your suggestions, but I wanted to share the first round.
Leave a comment if this list brings any other songs [...]

Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #4

“Your mother just burped really loud, right in your ear, and you didn’t even show her any appreciation.”

In Which iAsk The Internet For Rock & Roll Advice.

As part of my duty to educate my children, we bought Peanut an “iPod” for Christmas (it’s a $25 off-brand that will probably last 6 months, but iCan’t bring myself to spend that much money on something that’s probably going to go through the wash before it would otherwise die a natural cheap electronic death).
He [...]

Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #3

It’s been a while, but it’s time for another installment of Things I Never Thought I’d Say as a Parent:
“It’s probably a good idea not to eat anything that’s been in your brother’s pants.”
– to Chester, when he asked if he could eat a snowball that fell out of Peanut’s pants leg when they were [...]

In Which My Work Is Rejected By A Five Year Old.

When Peanut started preschool, we were given a piece of paper to put pictures on and decorate, and they would laminate it and use it for a placemat for snack time.
Stellar parents that we are, we lost it. But only after going through piles of pictures with him and putting the paper and said pictures [...]

In Which I Am Thankful.

I got home last night from work to find Peanut asleep in my bed. He was running a fever and had climbed into bed with mommy, so I left him there and climbed into his bed instead. This morning when mommy left for work, I went back into my own bed to get a bit [...]