Month: July 2009

… to WebMD. Seriously.   Kenny woke up this morning with a stiff neck.   It was the first thing he said when he got out of bed.   An hour later he had a respectable fever, and two hours after that was sound asleep in his bed, covers under his chin.   The kid…

1.   Never did find the source of the smell, but it’s gone.   I think it probably was spilled milk on the carpet, and repeated vacuuming has gotten rid of it.   But I have enjoyed reading about all the funny smells you all have discovered in your own houses.   The dead opossum…

1. We still haven’t found the origin of the smell.   Starting to panic.   I mopped and disinfected every non-porous (and some not-so-non-porous) surface today, and yet a phantom scent lingers… 2. There is a fox caught in our fully fenced yard.   He spent part of the day sunning on our deck and…

We rolled in about an hour ago from a trip to New York to visit Casey’s family.   His dad threw a surprise party for his mom’s 70th birthday, and it was a hit, to say the least.   Though Ruby knew that all three of her sons and their families were coming,  we don’t…

1. How much do you clean house when a babysitter is coming over?   Nothing?   A quick vacuum?   A full-on scrub-a-dub?? 2. How many days per week do you stay home (or go only where you can walk to) all day, because it’s just too much to get everyone in the car to…

Cooper hates to get his diaper changed.   Really, though, I don’t know many one-year-olds who do like to lie calmly strapped to a changing table while a Large Adult cuffs their ankles and lifts with one hand  and efficiently swipes the arse with cold clammy wipes with the other.   I need to get…

This morning, Good Morning America Weekend did a segment on “mommy bloggers.”   I missed it, but received several emails today that people had seen my blog on the segment.   I just watched it online, and sure enough, the MommyBlog banner scrolled across the screen twice in the six-minute feature!   So if you…

… but who knew that summer would be so busy??   Gone are the evening marathons on the computer after the kids go to bed – say hello instead  to a glass of wine on the dock as the sun sets.   Seriously, though, every time I sit down to write something, it seems as…