Yesterday was a Day of Tantrums. It didn’t start out that way. Baguette woke up happy, because we were all there. Mr. Sandwich, who normally leaves at 6:00, was home to take care of some car repairs. I was about … Continue reading
See that owl on my forearm? Baguette says that’s a “Mommy Bird.” … Continue reading
. . . which is not to be confused with Cock-a-doo! Rooster photo by bagsgroove, via Flickr. Creative Commons. … Continue reading
My mother hated egg whites. Scrambled eggs had to be perfectly blended. I think of her every time I scramble eggs. On the rare occasions that we’d have breakfast out and we’d order fried eggs, she’d take my yolks and … Continue reading
This week’s Monday Listicles? “10 things you love that are free.” Read on: 1) Baguette’s kisses. 2) Mr. Sandwich’s love for me and her. 3) Snuggles with Wicket. 4) Rain on the roof. 5) Going for a walk and seeing … Continue reading
Pierce College in Woodland Hills has an agricultural program, and one weekend every year, they open up their farm to the public. Luckily for us, this was that weekend. Much of my time was spent complying with cries of “PIGGYBACK!”, … Continue reading
Well, last week was a bear, wasn’t it? Over the weekend, Baguette and Mr. Sandwich went to swim class and our regular playdate with Bestie, while I went to my alumni club’s annual lunch, which raises money for scholarships. I … Continue reading
Three years ago, a little girl entered our lives and changed our world forever. … Continue reading
Who am I? Based on my superhero powers, I have a lot of identities. 1) The Unstoppable Force: Labor and delivery. ‘Nuff said. 2) The Emphathizer: I can (usually) snuggle and talk a tantrum away. 3) The Staunch Supporter: I … Continue reading
Last year was our first effort at a family Easter. This year there was no snowshoeing, but we did dye and hide eggs. Baguette hunted them, with help from Elmer the Patchwork Elephant. Then there were deviled eggs. And Mr. … Continue reading
