We had a great Thanksgiving. Lots of good food and company. We also had a special appearance by Cpt. Thanksgiving (and, later, from his nemisis, Cpt. Cranky-pants). The kid was super cute and super fun – he performed well (like the little dancing monkey that he is).
My three year old just took his shoes off in the car and innocently asked, “Wanna smell my feet?” Then, as the vinegar bombs wafted toward us he…
How I forgot to post this jewel is absolutely beyond me. More proof that “Mommy-Brain” is fully infesting my psyche. This was an unusual day in the neighborhood…
The Gilded Ones, by Namina Forna Order Now Her blood proves her worth. Deka lives in Otera, a land that has ritualized the patriarchy to keep women in…
Why a three year-old needs a barricade (you might wonder)? To keep Barricade (the Transforming Decepticon) out of his room, of course.
