Posts Tagged ‘ ramblings ’

Have one of those days… Where it takes you fully 30 minutes to just wake up because you spent all night consoling a sick/in-pain colicy baby? Where you’re still in your PJ’s at 9:30?  (Ugh!!!) Where your oldest boy FINALLY follows directions to get dressed for the day… when he changes into his Tae Kwon Do uniform...
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Thanks to your motivating comments on one of my recent posts, I did my thrift store run the very next day.  Go me!   <I s’pose I already mentioned it in Saturday’s post… but… oh well.  I wrote this first, actually.  And I took no pictures of the mountain we dropped off.  Sorry.> Turns out,...
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I would like to publicly thank those of my friends who a) read my blog faithfully AND b) have come over recently. (Tolleys, Kidds, Weckers, etc…) Thank you for what? For not looking coming in, looking around, and singing, “Liar! Liar! Pants on fire!!!” I’m thinking particularly of that Toys post.  The one where I was beaming at the tinyness...
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I’m in the middle of sleep training. Sleep-training the baby? No.  Not really.  He’s doing alright, all things considered. The two year old?  Nope.  He’s made the transition into the toddler bed without too much fuss over the last few weeks.  Good job, little man!  I’m in the middle of sleep-training myself. I shall explain, and since it’s my...
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Sometimes the answer to “What should I do?” is more simple than we want to hear. Amidst all the clutter calling to screaming at me in the library/office, laundry room, and all the bedrooms upstairs, there’s a little voice telling me to “Maintain ground covered.  Slow down.” So that’s what I’m doing.  Sometimes I sneak in and...
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Setting: Primary (the class for children at church, where they get to sing and hear scripture stories and sing some more) Spot Light child time!  Yay! Everybody stands up, and a teacher reads from a simple bio-sheet the parents filled out previously.  We don’t have a huge Primary, so the teachers all fill them out to....
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Have you ever read someones journal without permission? <crickets chirping> I have. <guilty look on face> Don’t worry.  I ‘fessed up and now it’s an inside joke.  Sort of.  The kind you go…cringe, ah-heh!… about. <love you, Mom!> It was a long time ago.  Way long.  Like, at least 2 years ago.  I think. But the journal was over 30 years...
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