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Category: Boys
Moms@Work
Here's my introductory post for the new (to me) project. The picture cracks me up - especially since Quinn recently asked me "How come you don't just use your third hand, Mom?" Check it out and comment! These are busy, exciting days. Share them with me, please.
Nit picky
Let's talk about something typically verboten, ok? I'm not asking you to out yourselves or throw your own children under the proverbial bus, but I did want to start a conversation about a topic generally not discussed in a volume above a whisper....shhhh....lice! About 2 months ago, I noticed that my youngest (fortunately the child … Continue reading Nit picky
Smokey, this is not ‘Nam
This is bowling. There are rules. Man, I wish I could have prepped our party guests of that fact ahead of time, but the Big Lebowski remains a tad shy of appropriate movie fare for 8 year-olds, no matter how awesome they think they might be. Quinn requested a bowling party this year and his … Continue reading Smokey, this is not ‘Nam
Schooled on skiing
I spent most of my childhood in a village nestled in a valley between two (smallish) mountains. Each of these mountains was home to a (smallish) ski resort. Despite the proximity of these places to experience skiing, I personally never availed myself of the opportunity. Skiing was always a bit beyond the budget, a fact … Continue reading Schooled on skiing
8 reasons why Quinn is cooler than (most) other 8 y/o’s:
He knows the difference between the Beach Boys and the Beastie Boys. Bonus: He prefers the Beasties! His sense of humor is sophisticated and constant - and (more than) occasionally inappropriate. His brothers and parents are probably equally to blame. He has seen every single James Bond movie and can tell you which actor played … Continue reading 8 reasons why Quinn is cooler than (most) other 8 y/o’s:
I’ve got a badge – and a glass of wine.
Well, guess who gets to be the bad cop? Yes, yes, I know, if the shoe fits, blah blah blah. Whatever. Give me a second, please, while I take another swig swallow sip of wine, ok? Exhale. Sigh. You know how kids like to play their parents, especially in divorce situations? Yes, you do, you … Continue reading I’ve got a badge – and a glass of wine.
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