Posted in Everyday, Thomas on Nov 16th, 2008 2 Comments »
Thomas asked me if he could go commando tonight -
“I DON’T WANT ANOVAH PO-WUP ON SO I CAN USE THE POTTY WHEN I HAVE TO GO.”
I danced circles around the dining room table when I heard this news. Literally. Just ask Ruthie - she danced with me.
(It’s fun to have an older sibling who [...]
Posted in Comfort & Control, Everyday, Ruthie, Thomas on Oct 24th, 2008 5 Comments »
I’m having the time of my life this year with a three and five year old. We go on adventures and treasure hunts, we have conversations, we joke around, we act silly and make things together. I’m sure some of this relative peace is because I’m not so crazy in the head as I [...]
Posted in Everyday, Thomas on Oct 16th, 2008 4 Comments »
I am writing this from the parking lot of Thomas’ preschool, sitting in the passenger seat of the car (The driver’s seat does not slide back far enough for me to sit with my laptop. Or perhaps my belly is too big).
Despite the fact Thomas is STILL not potty trained, he started preschool two mornings [...]
Posted in Thomas, Video on Oct 10th, 2008 3 Comments »
Posted in Bryan, Ruthie, Thomas, Video on Aug 2nd, 2008 3 Comments »
Posted in Everyday, Thomas on Jul 9th, 2008 7 Comments »
We spent the Fourth of July in the Belltown neighborhood of Seattle listening to some good local music, then went down the sculpture gardens to watch the Elliot Bay fireworks with some friends. It was the first time we had taken the kids to one of the major fireworks shows, and I knew it was [...]
Posted in Bryan, Things, Thomas on Jul 5th, 2008 1 Comment »
B: Thomas! Don’t point that laser at your eye!
J: What happens if he points it at his eye?
B: He’ll go blind.
J: Uh, why are we letting him play with the laser?
B: Because he’s a boy. He needs to be trusted with dangerous things.
Posted in Ruthie, Thomas, Video on Feb 5th, 2008 4 Comments »
Posted in Everyday, Thomas on Jan 21st, 2008 No Comments »
I bought the kids a “gently used” play kitchen from someone off Craig’s List because I was feeling their old one was too small and unusable. I’m sure the old one was fine, and I’m sure by purchasing this new kitchen the kids will simply have a much larger toy to ignore in the playroom, [...]
Posted in Everyday, Ruthie, Thomas on Jan 15th, 2008 1 Comment »
Today the kids and I went on our weekly Walk About Town to run errands and to generally be part of the community. I use “weekly” in a loose way, since the last time we did our Walkabout was before Thanksgiving, which was before the Pukefest, which was before the vacation, which was before [...]
Posted in Thomas on Nov 20th, 2007 No Comments »
I didn’t realize I had so much cleavage when wearing my sports bra and tank top, until this morning as I got the kids dressed and ready to go to the gym - Thomas kept trying to stuff beads into my “pocket.”
Posted in Thomas on Nov 17th, 2007 2 Comments »
Thomas is a lazy slug who sleeps in late. Every morning that Ruthie has preschool, I have to wake him up in order for us all to leave in time. Usually I send Ruthie upstairs to tickle his ear - a sweet wake-up tradition I created after she burst into his room one morning, [...]
Posted in Picture Book, Ruthie, Thomas on Nov 6th, 2007 4 Comments »
Halloween 2007
When I asked Ruthie what she wanted to be for Halloween she said, and I know this will shock you, a princess. Then Thomas, who always wants whatever Ruthie gets, also said he wanted to be a princess. Obviously Bryan would not have a son wandering around the neighborhood dressed in drag, [...]
Posted in Picture Book, Ruthie, Thomas on Oct 15th, 2007 2 Comments »
Every morning, or at some point in the night, I wake up with a third person in bed between me and Bryan. It’s usually Ruthie, who often comes in after Bryan has already vacated his side of the bed for the morning. She sneaks in quietly, and I don’t even know she’s there until [...]
Posted in Ruthie, Thomas on Sep 26th, 2007 1 Comment »
Ruthie, as the teacher, holding up a My Little Pony: Who can tell me what’s this?
Thomas, sitting attentively on the floor, as the student: What’s this!
R: No - Who can tell me what’s this?
T: What’s this!
Ruthie (visibly frustrated and shaking the horse): NO! Say what this is!
T: What this is!
Exasperated, Ruthie whacks Thomas on the [...]