Broken Eggs

There he was, my dear husband, in the kitchen getting ready to reheat some leftovers.  Suddenly, CRASH-BANG-BOOM!!!  I lept from the couch to see if he needed some assistance.  The scene was hilarious:  Dave had dropped some cookie sheets that were being stored in the oven (he claims they were top heavy),  Will was standing next to me near the entrance to the kitchen, in the distance were two broken eggs and an open refrigerator. The scene was hilarious:  The husband is standing in front of an open oven with cookies sheets all around him because he had dropped them due to him “claiming” theyRead More →

So, there I was, minding my own business, walking down a dark hall and out of the shades of a blackened room jumps a child (assisted by his Gran) screaming, “Boo!” I pretty much wet myself. But. on the upside, it led to an hour of my toddler walking out from behind things saying, “Boo.” (no exclamation point, he’s not that loud). Then he would die in peels of laughter at his own hilarity. He thought this was the funniest game, ever.  And, he being the cutest baby on earth, got everyone to play along.Read More →

So, we went to REI to try boots on the boy child (for our upcoming winter wonderland adventure).  OMG, the meltdown that ensued was not even embarassing – I’m sure some parents would have been embarassed but I couldn’t quite get past the hilarity of watching him refuse to walk in them.  He would pick one foot up and just shake it – and, of course, he was a-wailin’.  Needless to say, we did not purchase snow boots. The wee little adorable boots pictured below were also met with resistance – the first time.  The next day however, no problem.  Unfortunately, they’re soft bottomed boots; notRead More →

When the Baby is Sick Everyone Gets Grossed Out “Poor little boo bear has a cold. It’s official, the snot I sucked is a lovely shade of green.  We had a hard night – I suppose if I couldn’t breathe when I tried to eat it would piss me off too. I ended up taking him in his room for most of the night. He’d try to eat and be unable to. So, I’d suck junk out of his nose. Which, because he loves it so much, he would cry out in joy. Then he’d eat himself back to sleep. Aside, from the snot, heRead More →