It’s amaz­ing what a few extra min­utes, taken for your­self will do for your mood.  Granted, this morn­ing I took those min­utes to wash my face and brush my teeth with a kiddo attatched to my leg.  My few min­utes to pick out a nicer shirt and be cat hair free was met with whines […]

As Eli­jah topped off his Duplo (which are now called Mega Blocks, which I don’t like near as much) tower I swear he was hold­ing his breath.  When this silence was fol­lowed by a breathy “Wooooowwww” I felt very proud that I have taught my son to be impressed with things.  Espe­cially things of his […]

Eli­jah has been very con­tent lately to sit and look at his books.  He lifts the flaps, turns the color wheels, flips the pages.  It gives me some quiet.  Actu­ally it gives ma a lot of quiet.  He’ll play like that for quite some time.  He doesnt have the same atten­tion span for his other […]

There was really only so much more cold and dreary I could deal with…I felt my san­ity slip­ping away…running actu­ally, run­ning away from the cold grey.  “What?  You com­plain about cold and rainy yet you dream of Seat­tle?”  I know, but its different…way dif­fer­ent.  Seat­tle has an ocean, for that, I deal with rain.
But the infusion […]

I used to write in here a lot. It was like a brain purge. And I was hon­est. When life was good I wrote it, when it wasn’t I wrote it, when preg­nancy was awe­some or it sucked I was hon­est about it. But for some rea­son I’ve always avoided writing […]

Why is it that Jello (the stu­pid furry cat) is as attracted to Eli­jah as he is to the piles of dust I sweep up?  He takes great joy in rolling around in the dirt and then mak­ing a break for Ijah, know­ing full well that he will be grabbed, pulled, and mauled.
And why is […]

Every­where we go we get stopped by at least one per­son telling us how cute Eli­jah is.  Ladies in the gro­cery, peo­ple on the bus, girls on the street, librar­i­ans, bar­tenders, wait­resses.  Old, young, male, female, doesn’t mat­ter.  If we go out in pub­lic some­body says it.  Let me say right now that this in […]

Two words.  Faux Hawk.  Why?  Because you and I know we’d look stu­pid, but on him it works.

In the not so dis­tant past Sher­man and I were in the midst of a “dis­cus­sion” (re: argu­ment) with some­one about the price of goods.  The prices of goods in dif­fer­ent loca­tions to be more pre­cise.  For exam­ple, dia­pers in Edina, ver­sus dia­pers down­town.  Terms like “oper­a­tions cost” and “loss pre­ven­tion” were tossed around.  So […]