Sometimes Momma needs a couple of days to herself or she’ll lose her ever-loving mind. It’s true. Unless you’re the sort of person who thrives on non-stop conversations with two-year-olds (which sound something like this: “Red truck, that’s a red truck?” “Yes, Rosco, that’s a red truck.” “Wheels? It has wheels?” “Yes, Rosco, it...
Read more →You know, I was just sitting here balancing my checkbook and almost gave myself a heart attack. Tell me why the hydrangea I bought at Home Depot yesterday rang up at $21.99. Seriously. It’s a little plant that’s less than a foot squared. $21.99. Really. I got that damned thing off a shelf that...
Read more →Rosco’s potty training has taken a detour. By “detour” I mean “diverted and yanked to a screeching halt.” Since my surgery and numerous other unscheduled events I just haven’t been feelin’ it. I haven’t had the energy to remind Rosco to take his soggy self to the potty every thirty minutes. Occasionally I’ll call...
Read more →Durham has a pretty spectacular kid-focused science destination in Museum of Life and Science, and fortunately for us generous contributions allow county residents to visit for free on Wednesday afternoons. Rosco was itching for some stimulation yesterday so off we went after our lunch battle (he played with it, so I threw it away). ...
Read more →Because it’s Wednesday and I’m beginning the feel stress from the pile-up of stuff that I need to get accomplished this week, here are a few things eating away at me. 1) I was at Subway on Saturday picking up a sandwich for Scott and when I walked in a dude standing next to...
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