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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, […]

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Walkabout

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 […]

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More about boobs

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.”

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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, […]

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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, […]

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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 […]

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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 […]

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Talent Night at the Zugs


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1. Said loudly on the ferry -
Ruthie: Thomas! Where’s your bus?
Thomas (thinking she said ‘butt,’ he grabs his ass): I put my butt wight hee-ah! (And grabbing his crotch) And my pee-pee’s wight hee-ah!
2. Bryan and Ruthie leave to get a table at Red Robin while Thomas and I wait ten minutes in the car […]

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Toe Jam

Thomas, looking between his toes: Oh, wook at ow da stuff in thayew!

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Thirsty


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The other night Ruthie counted all the way up to 26, at which point she got caught in a vicious circle of never entering the 30’s. It went something like this: 24, 25, 26, 21, 24, 25, 26, 24, 25, 22, 23, 24, 21… and so on. It was hilarious, because she never […]

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Smear Campaign

No matter how many times I clean him up, he still looks like this 99.9% of the time.
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For Thomas’ birthday we bought him large plastic blocks - and I mean LARGE as in several inches across and deep so I don’t have to step on or find little blocks all. over. my house.
Last night Ruthie and Thomas were stacking them high into a tower and giggling as they knocked the tower down. […]

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