Thank goodness it wasn’t wrestling

Me: Put your pajamas on, please. Him: You sit on the floor. Me: Okay, I’ll sit on the floor while you put your pajamas on. *sitting down* Him: *tackling me and knocking me flat* DODGEBALL! Me: *wrestling a squirming boy off my chest* What?? What about the Taj...

The ham bone’s connected to the future bone

I feel quite certain that I shall be full to the brim from Easter dinner for several days. It can’t be possible to consume that quantity of food (Christ is risen; let’s eat!) and be hungry again in the same week. But when there’s a table spread with...

Cookies and capsules

I am in the midst of planning my daughter’s first ever not-at-home birthday party. In the past we’ve always had parties here at the house. I’m not a great hostess and I’m not super creative or crafty (what a ringing endorsement; don’t you...

Fresh air

Warning: I’m about to talk about my job. Please come tell me that I will lose my job for talking about my job. Because you would totally be the first person to tell me that, and I reveal so much about my job and so flagrantly discuss in detail so many...

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