Miles

Bowling Ball vs. My Baby

This weekend we had another trip to the E.R. for Miles. This kid is going to have the scars of a warrior before he hits kindergarten at the rate he is going. Last year Miles launched himself off the couch and hit the coffee table. This resulted in a lot of blood on my 8 month [...]

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On Death and Diving

Miles came up to me with this picture in his hand. Miles: Mommy, when is Maddie coming back from the pool? Me: Miles, what do you mean? Maddie is not at the pool honey. Miles: Yes she is. She’s been diving a long long time. I miss her. Me: No sweetie, Maddie is not diving. [...]

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I Set the Mommy Bar Too High

Perhaps I should be a little lazier so my kids don’t expect super project mommy all the time. Since having kids I have become uber crafty DIY woman. I build furniture, make scrapbooks, and have art projects coming out the wazoo. Basically I found real joy in working with my hands and making things myself. I [...]

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All You Need is Love from the Shorter Set

I do not need to tell you about that kind of lovin’ that goes on with grownups - you know – the physical boinking (thanks Gigi) in the bedroom or whatever crazy place you find to have sex with kids in the house. I just want to tell you that what comes of that boinking is the [...]

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It Seems I’m Wearing My Wonder Woman Undies

I woke up this morning with a pair of undies in my face, clutched in the hands of my 2 year old son Miles. Miles: Mommy, can you put your costume on? Me: What costume sweetie? Those are my undies. Did you tear out the whole laundry basket? Miles: No, your costume was on top. [...]

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