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Here’s the squalor we’ve been living in. Don’t feel bad, it just means we get to go out to eat more often. And check out that convenient access to aprons and Ziploc bags! Rethinking this pricey, over-rated counter top thing … Continue reading
Here’s the squalor we’ve been living in. Don’t feel bad, it just means we get to go out to eat more often. And check out that convenient access to aprons and Ziploc bags! Rethinking this pricey, over-rated counter top thing … Continue reading
We are getting new countertops and a new sink, faucet, and garbage disposal on Tuesday. I always like to take before and after pictures so we can look back and get sense of the transformation, so that’s what I did … Continue reading
We have been on quite the Craigslist rampage this month as part of Jim’s Lenten Basement Liquidation. Need I tell you, a house cleaning project of this magnitude is more satisfying than Häagen-Daz chocolate ice cream for a nesting pregnant … Continue reading
Our kid wakes us up. Our cat wakes us up. I could go on and on about the Guantanamo Bay-reminiscint sleeplessness of our nights. But no longer does our dog wake us up. Hallelujah! That’s thanks to her fancy new … Continue reading
You ask if such an arsenal of strollers is really necessary for 1.9 children. And I answer with a resounding: “You Bet Your Bugaboo”.
Ack. My blood pressure is up again. This is what I’ve been dreading all pregnancy. Well mostly the words “bed rest”. Because, after all, how DOES one rest with a 19-month-old? In a BED, no less? Thankfully, I managed to … Continue reading
Let me just start right off by apologizing that you have to see my under-things. But when your son throws them around his neck and starts dusting the house with your running socks… Well that’s just the kind of bizarre … Continue reading
Today I tearfully write to inform you that I have traded in my beloved 2003 Honda Element for a 2006 Honda Pilot. A Mom car. I have been an Element owner since the beginning. And if the Element had a … Continue reading
*threw Bastien into a fit of terror at Nordstroms. (Bought them anyway). *really freaked him out when they came out of the box at home. *became appropriately associated with going Outside. *have been on his feet for roughly 72 non-stop … Continue reading
This weekend was so nice and so fun, it will probably take all week to blog about it. But to sum it up, there were lots of bubbles, farm animals, wagon rides, napping, and dining out. But not all at … Continue reading
In the hopes of maintaining some semblance of order when babygirl arrives (bring up laugh-track), I ordered a stretchy pouch sling from this sweet little etsy shop. This afternoon, Bastien was all about trying it out himself with our ever-willing … Continue reading
Here are some fun shots from the last warm weekend. Please note Bastien, donning his official Despereaux wrist band. We have never seen this movie, know nothing about it, don’t really have plans to see it. So when this bizarre … Continue reading
…is nothing short of performing an exorcism. Complete with dramatic flailing about and attempting to levitate over the side rail. And that’s just the pets. But seriously, we’ve found that an hour of diligent body blocking does the trick. Yeah, … Continue reading
Feeling exactly like I look these days. A ticking time bomb, laughing in the face of a May 5th due date. Or maybe it’s the due date nearly two-months out, mocking me. I guess we’ll see who gets the last … Continue reading
Every Wednesday, Bastien spends the day with Grandma B while I’m at work, and then has dinner with Grandma, Grandpa and Daddy while I teach yoga. When I finally get home after these hours and hours of separation from my … Continue reading
While we’re on the subject of household objects found out-of-context this week (see Monday’s post for a quick refresher), let me take you back to the days of the Busy Ball Popper. Also known as The Days When We Could … Continue reading
It seems we’ve got a cheerful morning chore-doer on our hands. Thankfully, this morning’s chores were of the practical nature… putting every last stitch of his clothing into the washer and feeding the dog, one painstaking kibble at a time. … Continue reading