Breakfast table conversations are never dull these days. Katherine has been treating us to discourses on her dreams, Christmas list and plans for our car when she grows up. She has also been asking for money. We’re wondering if she has early-onset puberty. Anyway, yesterday’s gem (which started with mundane day-planning stuff) ultimately became something…
Category: Humor
Proof positive we live in different galaxies
Katherine: Look Mommy! There’s a picture of chocolates in this book! John loves those chocolates. Me: Does he really? That’s nice. Come here and get dressed. K: I will ask Santa Claus if he will bring me a big bag of chocolates. And some bread. And an egg. Me: Santa will bring you all that?…
I am now “that woman”
Sunday I dashed into the supermarket to pick up a couple of things and was meandering my way to the checkout when I happened upon five kids (one girl and four boys, age range roughly five to eight) riding skateboards (from the store shelves) up and down one of the isles. No adults were around,…
Sick, ug.
I am not a good patient. In fact, I've never really understood the word, "patient" as applied to the ill. As a mood descriptor, it's highly inaccurate (have you ever met a contented-to-wait sick person?) and as a proscriptive noun, it still lacks a little something. Sit still and wait? While my nose is running…
Conversations….
John: Man, I'm tired. Me: Bed, then, I think. John: I need a think. Me: That sounds like a Dr. Seuss story… I need a think that drinks pink ink. (pause) Me: Isn't there actually a story with pink ink and a think? John: It's a yink! Me: Who likes to think and drink pink…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 