... so then I said, "Yeah but you should see the other guys blog!" Ba da bing. Has it really been almost a month? Wow. Like sand through the hourglass, I reckon, so flow my days driving aro...
The bag-that-used-to-be-a-hat thinks I should write a blog post even though I have bills to pay and dandelions to eviscerate. So, hi, we have internet again and before I forget thank you very much fo...
Our internet is down until further notice so I cannot receive email, arrange our Netflix queue, bank or look up the equation for the surface area of a cone. It suuuuuuuuucks. And when Steve bristled ...
Typepad keeps eating my posts. Granted I have only written two in the past two weeks and one was about three words long with seven hundred pictures but still... faults on both sides, no doubt, but I ...
You might recall that I started putting slips of paper labeled "kitchen" or "bathroom" into a hat with the idea that I would then be honor bound to thoroughly tidy whichever area ...
The preschool teacher pulled me aside during pickup on Wednesday and said that they were having some problems with Edward. Hes increasingly defiant, she explained, especially during transitions. I st...
As all good helicopterii know, February/early March is when you scour your local area for upcoming summer programs that will allow children to enjoy high-spirited adventures in the fresh air as they ...
I thought I was going to be able to get back to you with my tale of really icky basement woe before my family arrived for the week but in retrospect that was not going to happen. House guests and...
Happy Valentines Day from Patrick from Caroline and Edward and... xoxo from Sump Vesuvius (no. dont ask. really.)
I dont carry my camera around all the time so sometimes I cheat. I see something and think ooooh I want a picture of that and then I stage a photograph to recreate whatever it was that I wanted to...
The party went quite well, if I do say so myself. As parents dropped off their children Steve told them that we hoped to have the movie finished by around 8 but that they (the parents) were welcome t...
When I want to be alone I take a bath. Generally this works for about five minutes until Carolines mermaid senses go all tingly and the next thing I know she has materialized from under the bathroom ...
By the time Patrick and I got home last night all I wanted was a very hot bath and a medium-sized glass of wine - we had a pharmaceutical odyssey; not the good kind - so forgive me for failing...
We woke up today to a moderate snowstorm which was pretty for about two seconds until I remembered that I had to drive to Rochester to take Patrick back to the Mayo Clinic this morning. As per usual ...
From the living room I heard, "Oh just shut up, Hehyo Kitty!" I poked my head around the corner and saw Edward sitting on the floor by himself. Held up to his face was one of Carolines one ...
Good heavens was I in a good mood when I wrote that last post. I think the thrill of being alone for the first time in ten days mustve happied up my blood to the point that I was no...
For Christmas I got Steve a pressure cooker/indoor smoker with the vague idea that he could use it to make his revolting collection of small frozen bird corpses slightly more palatable for the rest o...
Sorry to leave the lungs as a cliffhanger but for what it is worth my own mother had to ask me today whether I had ever heard anything after my chest xray. Because a mother WORRIES. I was, like, ohhh...
Starting a blog post after a prolonged and unnecessary (its not like I was doing anything wildly interesting that prevented me from reaching my keyboard) absence is always awkward for me. Its been ov...
Patricks Mayo appointment went like this: - We spent about 45 minutes with the pediatric infectious disease doctor who told us 1. sinus surgery never works for children* 2. Patrick suffers from migra...
For the past, um, six? Maybe its seven? Anyway, for the past one two three many nights Edward has woken up screaming for me and I have clomped upstairs to join him. Most of the time he falls back asl...
When I was pregnant with Patrick I read an article in whatever parenting magazine that assured the neurotic new mother that they would just know when their baby was sick enough to require a visit to ...
Im writing this from my sick bed, which started as a nest of towels in the bathroom but has gradually migrated to the couch. Joining me on my divan of death is Edward who started throwing up a few ho...
A few weeks ago I asked Caroline and Edward what they wanted to be for Halloween. "A dragon," said Edward and five minutes later I was at Target standing in front of a premade polyester blu...
My mother flew in today bearing frankincense, myrhh and a new book for the twins called Alphabet Adventure. "Oooh, it has letters! And they are sailing on a ship," observed Caroline as she ...
This morning Edward looked at his sticker chart. "I have two stickers," he announced. "Yes." "But I need ten stickers and I get a special present," he continued. "T...
In no particular order: 1. Caroline and Patrick and I all caught the virus that made Edwards recovery from surgery much more annoying than it might otherwise have been. Caroline spent some time dabbi...
I kept Edward out of school again today. Technically he has probably recovered sufficiently from his surgery to yet again be a functioning member of preschool society but something about the way he c...
Sorry about the interruptus yesterday. I fully expected to be able to eventually unload Edward with a couple ten hours of on-demand television and get back to you but Ha! Ha! I say. Edward was(is) in...
Edward had surgery today. Ear tubes (no biggie) and adenoids (little biggie.) I actually started this post five minutes ago with a description of how much easier Edward has been than Patrick post ope...
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