Four was too easy…four’s for quitters!

I’m discovering a few things about being pregnant after 30: It royally stinks. Deep, huh? Okay, an elaboration would look like this: I am soooo tired. I want to hibernate for the next 6 months. And then 6 more for good measure. My tailbone magically hurts and I blame being pregnant. As I chase my…

Come along, Mom!

Tim has developed a very sweet habit lately.  Whenever he has to go anywhere out of the family/play room, he puts up a chubby paw and asks me, in an entirely unintelligible babble, to walk with him. He won’t move until he has our hands tightly clasped and pulls me along with him, excited to…

It’s like candy.

You know those candies that start out sour, but then mellow out to a sweet flavor halfway through?  Knowing that sweet core is there is sometimes all that keeps you going through the mouth-puckering sour of the outer shell.  Right now, I can’t keep the idea of a SweetTart out of my mind. We had…

Nota Bene

Oh, and our baby that we were pregnant with last time I posted was born a year ago tomorrow.  Jo is adorable, cute, and too clever for her own good.  She is definitely the youngest.  Her wails of “I’m not being paid attention to!” could wake the dead.  And they have at 2 in the…

“I want some happily-ever-after to happen to me.”

I’ve been writing and rewriting this post in my head for several months now.  It was prompted by a book series that had a particular affect on me:  I will never let my daughters read it. No, not that Shades of Grey book.  That one’s so blatantly pornographic that it’s rather obvious that I won’t…