I never thought it would come to this.

I never thought I’d see this day.
I mean, I thought about it. Wished for it even. But I never really expected it.
I encouraged it, hoping Mr. French would take my hints. But he just wouldn’t do it. He gave a half-hearted effort but it wasn’t enough to overcome the many obstacles.
In the end, I gave [...]

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The following is a dramatization of an actual event. No blues musicians were injured during the filming.

Growing up is hard to do.

The other day I got out the rest of our summer clothes to sort through. I had the boys try on shorts and t-shirts to see what fit whom. C found a pair of shorts and a shirt that he remembered from several summers back. Size 4T. (He’s a size 6-7, 8.)
He told me it [...]

It’s a good question, though some of us may see it from a wholly different angle.

“Mom?” asked S. “In heaven, will girls still scream when they see rats?”

When being the parent doesn’t mean you always say the right thing.

Or, When are the real parents going to get here?
So the other night, C threw up. Unexpectantly. On the couch. With no movement towards the bathroom whatsoever.
Besides being annoyed that he’s eight years old and should know better, I was confused as to why he was also very upset and crying about it. Until I [...]

We start the household slavery early around here

She’s an expert at “emptying the dishwasher”.
The “putting away” part has room for improvement.

It just comes naturally…

to monkey-boys.

Maybe it’s a sign?

So, last week I borrowed a friend’s sewing machine and patched up 9 pairs of little boy jeans, 1 pair of Mr. French’s (one hole in the knee), one pair of mine (um, one hole not in the knee), and a sheet with a little hole in it.
Let’s review:
The boys have had their jeans for [...]

I’m usually not this dense

So, around last January I had to go buy new jeans for S, as he suddenly had about 5 pairs of capri pants and for some reason, he actually knew this wasn’t the current fashion and didn’t want to wear them anymore. (Not that I blame him.)
Within weeks, there were holes starting in those jeans and [...]