But What If I Forget The LIST?

Photo courtesy of Emi Clark.Doc’s color courtesy of Tide. Packing for the girls is always a big deal. I wish it weren’t. But the one time I pushed my borderline OCD tendencies aside and just, you know, threw stuff into a bag…No one had socks. Susannah didn’t have nearly enough diapers. And I actually packed one half of a baby monitor. (The part that lets you know what the kid is doing. Helpful, so long as you also have the part {Read More}

Milestone Month.

Everybody feeds the baby… …And Big Girl beds are for Big Girls.

Is This A KISSING book?

Next, I shall paint my sister. It’s totally almost Valentine’s Day. And I have plans. Huge ones. For starters, Nora and I have already chosen pink and red outfits for ourselves. And for baby Susannah. And for P.J. (Sorry, P.J.) We’ve lined up a few messy, glittery projects for the day- among them, a fabulous Martha Stewart craft that will either a) light up our home and ‘hood with sparkly loveliness, or b) burn down the block. I’m planning on {Read More}

Ferris Bueller Ain’t Got Nothing On Me.

But I already ATE all the sugar. There comes a point in any illness where high-pitched whines and manic energy overtake any real cold symptoms- excepting, of course, a positively astonishing sea of boogs. Our household reached that point roughly two and a half days ago. That said, there is nothing particularly wrong with today. Except. I find myself possessing less than no desire to wipe or scrub or fold or sort or sanitize anything whatsoever. In fact, it would {Read More}

Definitely Not "Wordless."

There is no mood that cannot be fixed by two crazy girls and a good ol’ belly laugh.

No Room For R. Kelly In THESE Closets.

You’ll put this away over my dead, fiberglassed body. For all that I whine about my home, the place has a ridiculous amount of storage, closets, and crawlspaces. Ceiling fans that wouldn’t decapitate someone six feet tall or over- no. Rooms with miniature doors- yes. But every now and again, those spaces become crazypants crammed. So yesterday’s Big Dig was tackling Susannah’s closet, Nora’s closet, and the gigantic crawlspace off of Nora’s room. I hear that some other tackling went {Read More}

I’d Kill For That Nursery-Cleaning Mary Poppins Scene.

Stop trying to put away the baby. I have an issue. Rewind for a sec- I have many issues. Okay, fast forward back to where we were: I have one specific issue of which I shall expound upon today. I get overwhelmed easily. And when my level of whelm is through the roof, I become less than pleasant to live with. Take my house, for instance. (Please.) There are very few people who have not heard me whine about keeping {Read More}

Blink And You’ll Miss Her.

…But she’ll leave an unmistakable trail of yogurt, crumbs, and glitter.