Boys Have Cooties

Ever since we got back from Arizona, it’s been Go Go Go for me. Which means it’s been Go Go Go for Maddie, because she’s my super-awesome pocket-sized sidekick. Which means erratic naps, which means grumpiness for both of us, which means we are both crabby witches. Throw Rigby into the mix and well, I’m…

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Teenager

Madeline is sixteen now. Sure, technically she’s sixteen months, but she might as well be sixteen years sometimes. She’s figured out what she wants. Like my cell phone, any computer cable or plug, glass, forks, sharp objects, climbing things, dynamite, and the occasional Abby Cadabby doll. And she’s figured out what she does NOT want….

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Toilets Are Tricky Machines

The night of our first full day in Arizona, we had reservations at a very popular steakhouse. It’s the kind of place that books up a month in advance, and the dress is nice. So, ya know, Mike and I have to make sure our clothes don’t have stains or holes, and all the words…

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Baseball, Cousins, and Meat (In No Particular Order)

Maddie did…OK…on the plane. I think that Mike and I were so worried that she’d freak out that we crowded her and CAUSED a freak out. But, on the Maddie scale, it was a minor upset. And anyone who was pissed at her whimpers felt badly when they saw her cute little face. She was…

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The Moozer Cruiser

Last weekend I spent fifty hard-earned dollars on one toy for Maddie. This isn’t something I do very often, especially given the fickle nature of my child. The last time I spent over fifty bucks it was on a bouncer saucer jumper thingy, and she loved it for approximately three days. So even if Maddie…

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