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Just a few of the many reasons why we shouldn’t be allowed to interact with nature

Amy — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 01:41:21 +0000

As if the bird photography, squirrel in a rubbermaid, mysterious circumstances of Franklin’s disappearance (as well as the subsequent kidnapping and release of Frankie) and bat catching outfits aren’t enough, here are ten more reasons why my family shouldn’t be allowed to interact with nature.

Reason #1:” Snakey” the First… [keep reading]

Mum’s the Word

Amy — Sat, 08 May 2010 03:31:59 +0000

Some of my proudest moments through the years... plus a pretty sweet photo of a smoking cow with a mom tat.

It was funny… and then it sucked.

Amy — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 03:02:49 +0000

Yet again, Durham went crazy. But this time there were bad ass boot chains.

Firsts -or- Things that will likely results in my being stabbed in the face

Amy — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:31:37 +0000

Now that Ella is becoming a woman, I'm probably running out of firsts that I can post on the internet without getting stabbed in the face or prematurely put in a nursing home. Here is a list of postings about future firsts and what will probably happen to me in my sleep because I wrote about them online (and likely included photos): Ella just kissed a boy! = nursing home at age 50 Ella just kissed a girl! = nursing home at age 40 Oooo, looks like somebody's too old to be taking a bath with her sister! = face stab Oooo, looks like somebody's too old to be taking a bath with her mother! = double face stab

Seriously? I have to parent them? Like every day?

Amy — Wed, 20 May 2009 20:34:16 +0000

Today was Ella’s last day of preschool, which seems wildly unfair seeing as how I distinctly remember going through July 32nd as a kid. Now I’m sitting here looking a summer of parenting in the eye and I don’t like what I see. Or hear. Here are Ella’s plans for the summer:

She says… [keep reading]

Overheard: Vacation Edition

Amy — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 17:10:42 +0000

(as always, all true)

Amy: “Shit, dig it deeper, they can still get out!”

Steve: “Now just stay in the hole until the time comes in. Mommy and Daddy will be sitting up there doing a crossword puzzle.”

Ella: “The ocean tastes delicious!”

Addison (while sitting on the toilet):… [keep reading]

Dressing for Catholic School

Amy — Fri, 20 Feb 2009 18:36:00 +0000

I dropped Ella off at Catholic school this morning for her Kindergarten screening. The day started an hour earlier than usual, and, after directing my week’s allotment of profanities at the alarm clock, I stumbled toward the bathroom where there was a tired looking woman with greasy hair squinting back at me. I thought Ella… [keep reading]

Learning to Read and Write

Amy — Sun, 01 Feb 2009 17:46:00 +0000

“Mommy, will you please help me make my bed in the morning? Because I like it to be nice and neat and not messy.”
“Sure, I’ll help you.”
“Can we write a note? Because yesterday and the yesterday before that and the yesterday before that you said you would help me and you keep on… [keep reading]

A Stocking is Worth a Thousand Words

Amy — Mon, 05 Jan 2009 20:12:00 +0000

While beginning to contemplate the possibility of maybe (someday) starting to take down the Christmas decorations (a process that will last until well after the Easter Bunny comes), I had the following revelation about the Christmas stockings I’ve made over the years. I invite you to gaze upon them while taking in the wisdom they… [keep reading]

(Not As) Cold in the Carolinas

Amy — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 19:11:00 +0000

Today was Addison’s first day at school since this week’s “cold snap.” This meant she would be on the playground at the unforgivingly chilly hour of 10:30 am, and the high today was only in the 50s. As Ella and I donned our coats and hats, Addison declared she wanted to wear her “geen… [keep reading]