Today when I was driving home, I saw our next door neighbor getting out of the car. A nurse was pulling up his pants and helping him with his walker. He’s a very old sick man, and he lives alone in a big mansion. I’m
Tonight I was trying to get Annabelle to go to sleep. I reminded her that the Easter Bunny was watching her and would probably really like it if she would fall asleep without whining or crying. She glared at me, stuck out her tongue, and
Let me see. I rolled out of bed yesterday to Henry padding around the hallway saying “poop” and pointing to his diaper.”You want to change your diaper?” I asked him, and took his diaper off. I put it in the diaper champ and when I
Tonight, my little clever girl was sitting in her ballet pink leotard and tights telling me how she needed to start taking ballet again so she could be in The Nutcracker next Christmas. She knows exactly which characters she wants to be. “The little girls
Today I was reading stories to Annabelle and Henry and one had an octopus in it. I was reading it and I was supposed to say “The octopus reached out one tentacle” but I said “The octopus reached out one testicle.” This made me laugh
I pulled out the paint easel first thing this morning filled several cups with paint. I ran to get the paintbrushes in the other room, and when I came back, Henry was pouring out the cup of yellow paint…onto the floor. Then, my Dad called
Tonight I set the table for dinner. When I turned around, I saw Henry toddling out of the kitchen with the placemats on his head. After they ate their Angel Hair pasta, they climbed on top of the dinner table and started dancing and singing.
Yesterday morning George told Annabelle he was going out of town for a couple of days. She turned to me and whispered, “Mom! Daddy’s going away! Now we can go to the mall!” And then she winked at me with a big smile. She’s three!!
The only coat Henry will consent to wearing is Annabelle’s red Santa coat. He calls it “Ho-Ho.” “Ho-Ho” is one of his favorite words because, in his mind, Ho-Ho is Santa, and he loves anything that even remotely resembles Santa. Any guy with a beard
You haven’t experienced Ash Wednesday until you experience it in New Orleans. It’s like Night of the Living Dead around here with all the people walking around with gray ash crosses on their foreheads. It’s like the city is filled with vampires. I’m assuming the
