To be grownup, or not to be grown up…
in the car, on the way back from the *very* anticipated party that was cancelled and for which the little tart that invited my boy to said party didn’t bother to call and let us know about, and for which the boy had been psyching himself up all day in order to finally ask said […]
there was a time..
I drempt last night, and only those close to me realize what an oddity it is that I remember that I drempt at all, let alone what about. I drempt that it had all been a dream, a nightmare, and that I’d finally woken up. He arrived at the door, bitching because I’d forgotten to […]
PT Conferences
So -that time of year again, parent teacher confronces. Which means, of course, the kids have no school. Which means, of course, Lessa is going AAAAAAAHHH! Heh. The reports, for the most part, were pretty good. All three were highly praised by their teachers for their imagination and their ability to continue to work and […]
Rhyming pup.
OMG. That pup o’mine. Sometimes, she just proves she’s truely mine. Me: get your hat. Pup: No hat, a bat a bat a bat! Me:…….. get your hat. Pup: A bat! Me: A bat? Pup, all growly ominous, broken by much giggling: The better to smack ya with! Me: You. are so grounded. Get. your. […]
Shocking!
Heard this morning, with as much disgust and hautiness and flamboyancy a 6 year old Pup can muster… (and trust me – that’s a *lot*) “MOM! I am not wearing those pants! they make my HIPS look BIG!” honey chile, Momma’s got news for you…. you don’t HAVE hips.
