Me, “You are too young for us to go white water rafting in Yosemite.” Ten year-old, “You need to get me a fake birth certificate so I can do things I want to do. Make me thirteen.” Me, “But they will see you have no markings of puberty like armpit hair.” Ten year-old, “They will […]
Dirt and Boys
Stayed at our barn-house yesterday from about 1-9:30. We even had to get gas station pizza for dinner. This is primarily because there is no one that will deliver out to the middle of nowhere. We couldn’t even bring ourselves to leave. Beautiful day. Jim mowed. Kids rode dirt bikes and I unpacked some. […]
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No Denying This, Son
“No denying this son. There is only one rear end in this house that only takes up 25% of the copy machine glass. You need a Clorox wipe so I can fax again. I don’t care if I gave you the idea when you said you needed a picture of your lizard for school. Well […]
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The Reality of Friday Nights for Parents of Older Kids
Last night we ended up with a gaggle of teenage boys fishing in the pond behind the house. Not a bad way for 15 year-olds to spend a Friday evening. It did end with one of our sons getting stitches. How many times have we as mother said don’t throw rocks and no swinging […]
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Cat Burglar vs Bird Lady
Have I ever told about the time I called 911 when Jim was in Washington DC for six weeks and I was home alone with three little boys? It was terrifying and of course it turned out to be funny because I was, as usual, embarrassing myself. Someone had the front door and was shaking it […]
