Category: domestic bliss
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The ruckus was terrible. Stomping feet up the stairs, the sound of the high pressure shower setting splashing water everywhere, the unmistakable whine of a resisting toddler. What on earth is going on? After some intervention, my best soothing voice and a little triage—it was poop. “Honey, poop is not an emergency”. ”It is when…
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We’re on hour two of Easter basket amusement. Who says kids don’t like post it notes and twist ties? Also, Paulie is barfing downstairs. In the bathroom that has plastic garbage bags taped up on the walls where we ripped out the shower tile. {Sips coffee}
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We are moved back in to the house, the temporary apartment has been emptied and cleaned. I still have boxes and boxes to go through in the basement, as well as furniture to move upstairs and art to rehang. Paulie is chipping away at painting ceilings, touching up walls, reinstalling blinds and installing…
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In an effort to make a temporary, rather bleak one bedroom apartment more tolerable for the family, especially over the holiday, I’ve been thinking we will have some fun and try to make it a little adventure. Mama: ”Honey, let’s make the little apartment fun, we can decorate it anyway we want. How about…
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I have a sheet of stickers. Charlie comes over, asks for a sticker, gets a sticker and waddles in to the next room. In that room, he folds the sticker. A minute later, he is back, waving his hand around with the half folded sticker stuck to it and proclaiming that the sticker is broken.…
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Viv: “Are you going to do my scary face?” Mama: “Yes, I’ll do it.” “Are you sure you can?” “Yes, I’m pretty sure I can make you look like Frankenstein.” “Hmm, well, I recommend watching some youtube videos first.” I’ve literally created a monster.
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Tonight is Charliepant’s first night in his big kid bed. While I was doing laundry or Facebooking or reading or something, Paulie made him his very own cardboard version of Bert & Ernie’s headboards. Because, as Charlie says: ERNIEBERT! ERNIEBERT! ERNIEBERT! (Also, as I write this, Viv is sitting next to his new bed reading…
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It’s been an exhausting few weeks. My community is in an uproar over the highschool production of To Kill A Mockingbird, which exposed the school’s ugly power dynamic, ineffective school board governance, and of course, very loud obnoxious white lady style racism. We spent a week vacationing with family up north, with all the emotional weight,…
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“I want to be Frankenstein for Halloween. Or maybe the Hulk. Can I get the jacket with the edges? I’d wear it with no shirt. Or if I’m the Hulk I only need short pants with the edges.” “So, basically you want to be green in torn clothing.” “Actually, I want to be green, and…
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I got called out this week for suggesting that the monarch butterflies that survived, survived because of my care. Nope, they did not. I had, in fact, very little to do with it. For the record: Our neighbor friend gave us a chrysalis earlier this summer, from her butterfly garden. We watched it hatch and…
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