Today I had the opportunity to go shopping.  By myself.  Dr. Peds was home in the afternoon and kept all the kidlets.  Although shopping is not usually my pastime of choice, I was thankful to go by myself because I had a long, random list of things that I really…

My brother-in-law, Bryan, hauled this ancient, primitive jetski up from Iowa.  I’m not sure how he got it, and I think he fixed it up.  We called it the Weeble Wobble because it was nearly impossible to balance on when a person was riding it, but the second the rider…

We spent the weekend with the family of Dr. Peds at the cabin near Perham, MN.  I was undecided about whether Squirmy and I should join in on the journey, but at the last minute, I finally decided to pack up a suitcase and join in the chaos.  We had…

Spitting up. It makes a guy mad, mad, MAD.

Late, late last night, Mr. Sneaky Pants came into my office, right before I was about to go to bed.  His eyes were twinkling, and he whispered to me that he had a magnificent idea of some pictures to draw for me in the morning.  He planned to make a…

Squirmy actually had a good night, followed by a good morning.  I couldn’t believe it.  He’s been an unsettled baby, full of reflux and colic, not at all happy unless he’s being held.  This morning, however, for the first time, he rode to church and back in the stroller without…

It was 85 degrees, or hotter, and I’m not sure that it was even possible to get any more humid without raindrops just appearing out of thin air.  To cool down the pint sized players, one of the soccer coaches brought a small cooler filled with ice cubes.  The ice…

In the middle of Saturday afternoon  Uncle Don took on a trio of sword fighters.  They came down dressed in costume with all sorts of weaponry.  There was clashing and dashing and all sorts of clanking, chaos and noise of great proportions.  Every so often the trio would flee back…

Auntie Dot spent a great deal of time braiding hair while she was here.  First she put two beautiful French braids in The Banana’s hair (twice) and then two French braids in Ya Ya’s hair.  Mr. Sneaky Pants is not one to be left out, and he was extremely sure…

Baby Alex is enormous.  Huge.  Gigantic.  I realize he’s only just doubled his birthweight, which means he’s just a bit over 20 pounds, but they are a monstrous 20 pounds for a six month old, and compared to Squirmy’s almost 12 pounds at this point, Alex is a giant.  A…