I guess you would call it a mommyblog (gross),about my husband, kid and Stan the cat.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Some things might be more fun for the grown ups
Had a lovely visit with Grandma. Saw Santa opened gifts and otherwise had a great time. The carousel was downtown...he really wasn't as into it as we were.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Leaning Tower
His cousins made him this, specifically so that he would knock it down. Apparently, it took an hour before he would even deign to TOUCH it.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
911 in your town
Well, my mother's town. Lloyd called 911 VERY EARLY the Sunday morning of his baptism. As you can see, the officer was very upset.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Lloyd Walks
So like, he's walked more than this but like ghost hunters, we just can't seem to get it on tape. It's proofy though?
Friday, August 26, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Summertime Stan
Every summer, Stan goes through an ‘I’m a feral cat and I don’t need no nothing from those broke ass humans, I can live by my wits in the wild.' On or about day four, he abandons his authentic feral cat routine and books a couple nights in a B&B. After a fourteen hour sleep in our bed he heads back to the wild.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Thank the lord
for these SPF top things. Most things you do or don't do to your children are rife with controversy. The sunscreen thing is frustrating. Skin cancer or have the nugget grow a little debbie on his forehead.
Which will require more therapy?
Which will require more therapy?
Friday, August 5, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Sometimes it's hard...
During our twenties, my girlfriends and I would sit Shiva in smoky coffee houses and loudly proclaim the death of gender stereotypes. Gender differences were mythological principles a patriarchal society had used to ensure that women would remain powerless. Men and women were the SAME! We were all capable of corporate or parental greatness! Nature had nothing to do with it!
I got older. I got married. My girlfriends got married or shacked up, most of em with men. It took some time for us to admit the truth. We knew it long before we said anything out loud, but we know now that men and women are very different. To encapsulate:
Men are f**ked.
I mean, they are WEIRD. They are not the same as us AT ALL. The worst part of it is that men have skillfully whitewashed their true attributes. I wish twenty year old me could dramatically light a cigarette and inhale deeply before saying the following: The worst characteristics about men are the ones most often attributed to women. They are sensitive, they are impulsive, and most importantly, they have no common sense.
I have proof. My husband recently power washed our back stair case. Said stair case is narrow and steep affair (it’s like, a story high). He started at the bottom and then perched precariously in his crocs (best shoes possible for wet slippery work) at the top of the stairs. OF COURSE he fell. I was away for the night visiting one of the grandmothers and would not return unit the following day to find the body. He’s alright but check out his ass in the attached photo.
A woman would never do this. A woman would recognize that having a clean back porch was not worth her life.
Porch looks nice though.
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