Oh, SHEET.
I love my kids. They are funny. And they talk a lot, which is always entertaining. And they also dance and sing. And fake-read books. And all of these things make my life better and more joyful in many ways. But if ONE MORE KID poops or pees or pukes or spills on their blankets and sheets before it’s time for them to be washed? THEY ARE ALL FIRED. I hate washing bedding. I have a very small, older, top-load washing machine that makes many comforters “Dry Clean Only”... Read More
Where I Find A Chance To Complain AGAIN About How My Daughter Is Obsessed With Princesses
Last week there was a blog entry that showed up in my Google Reader and on Facebook several times from a Mother that let her son dress up as Daphne from Scooby Doo for Halloween and her response to the reaction she got. Ever since I read that and all of the positive echos of her entry I’ve heard, I’ve been feeling a bit guilty. My son wanted to wear a princess dress for Halloween and I said, “No.” Every time I saw someone sing this Mother’s praises,... Read More
“He’ll Be Teching The One-Act.”
Do you see that sentence up there? Do you know what it means? I said it last night to someone about E and I realized that this time last year? I could have heard a parent say that and I would have just started at them blankly. One year ago last night (approximately) I went to the One Act preview performance at E’s high school that they were taking to the District Trumbauer event. E was a freshmen, new in the theater program, and I had no idea what Trumbauer was. I learned... Read More
I Apologize In Advance For The Crappiness Of This Entry. Blame NaBloPoMo.
This week has been insane but I’m trying to post every day since it’s National Blog Posting Moth. E’s school is hosting a district-wide theater competition this weekend and I’m the Volunteer Coordinator. This has turned out to be a much larger job than I realized, especially since changes have been occurring in the schedule almost daily. I feel like this is my trial run for producing the musical next year and hoping to all that is holy that it goes well.... Read More
What Happens When You Become An Aunt
We had family dinner at my mother-in-law’s Sunday night. Afterwards we went trick-or-treating in her neighborhood. I took exactly two pictures of my kids. None of E, one of Nikki’s back as she handed out candy at the door and one of Wes after he had been out and had stripped off half of his costume. On the other hand…I took about 100 pictures of my nephew who was wearing a bumble-bee costume and about 50 pictures of my brother-in-law and sister-in-law’s... Read More
