Check out the photos below. Mmm, wondering what that spiffy specimen of Nature is? That pretty excuse of a feather made its way into our home, courtesy of Little Man. I appreciate Little Man's love of bugs, birds, sticks, rocks (SO MANY ROCKS) and many random creatures. Feathers also fall . . .
Oh the little things!
A couple of weeks ago, a group of five lovely women, myself included, ha, attended the Broadway musical Wicked. If you go to a an event, you need to go out to eat beforehand, correct? As we were breaking bread, we had a conversation about the somewhat recent service of ordering groceries online and . . .
Because there aren’t enough in the drawer.
There is this handy-dandy eating tool, known as a spork, that I believe everyone has encountered. It was possibly an accident like several things that make us happy (Post Its, bubble gum, etc.). However, it is clever. Eating mashed potatoes? No problem! Need to stab your salad with a utensil because . . .
Little Stinker Edward Scissorhands
The other night, while I was at Little Red's choir practice, a picture text from Mister appeared on my phone with the word "busted" under the photo. At first, I was confused and was wondering if our new canine, Lottie, had attacked one of the kids' stuffed animals. Then, upon further inspection, the . . .
Margarita stand, anyone?
If you happen to be an adult that gets to experience the American phenomenon of the school drop off line, then the title of this post is self explanatory. Oh mother of Moses. I've seen memes about this morning debacle, read articles about this and unfortunately, due to our heavy amount of school age . . .
Trick or Treat!
I have been hearing about Halloween costumes since February. No joke. Little Red is very enthusiastic about life in general, I totally appreciate that quality, and therefore, begins planning out her Halloween costume as soon as she's leaving her classroom Valentine's Day party for the day. Little . . .
Off to this school, then this school . . .
This school year, I've discovered that for absolute certain, the moms who told me that life only becomes crazier when you've not only got kids in school but in elementary and middle (then on to high school, of course), totally know what they're talking about. None of these women did it in a . . .
To have a pet squirrel or not?
Little Man has three loves outside of his family; Thomas the Train, the color green and squirrels. Yes, squirrels. Anytime we're driving, if there's a squirrel in my path when driving, Little Man yells for me to stop for the "squh-whoa". That's Little Man talk for squirrel. Anyway, this kid has an . . .
Me want cookies!
Little Red and Little Lady have been pestering me since last week about wanting to make cookies. Coming off of the heals of our school carnival, which any school function for the masses is a lot of work and then our state having in-service days (3) where the kids are home but the teachers are at . . .
The Human Napkin
If you've ever reproduced or brought little folks into your life and home, you are very familiar with their harsh anti-napkin views. Little Red and Little Lady would occasionally get food on their faces and clothes. At times, they looked like survivors of a food war and the food won. However, they . . .