Category Archives: siblinghood My two monkeys are home with me today. It’s a school day but a bit of tummy trouble kept us from heading that way at 9 am. It’s the worst kind of “sick” though since they actually feel fine and have just as much energy (or more!) as usual. And they’re together. Which means double...  I mean, I may easily forget the nights I invite company for dinner or to put my child in the appropriate holiday dress or to send my little one to church in, well, underwear, but I most certainly would NOT forget to document the first day of the new school year. Not so far...  It was Project Runway night (known to the rest of the world as Thursday) and Brent and I had just settled in for a cuddle in the living room to watch Tim Gunn preside over a dozen or so ”make it work” moments. The kiddos were tucked in for the night with firm directions not to get...  I think I might have failed to mention why I was so grumpy when you came home from work yesterday. Let’s just say, I will not be adding your children to the family’s cleaning payroll. And I will be paying closer attention when they sound like they’re enjoying each other’s company too much in the other...  That pretty much sums it up. p.s. I love a man with dimples. Share on Facebook |
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