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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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This morning when I got Thomas out of his crib, he pointed to a group of toys on the floor and said, “Bee Bee Bah!”
So I handed him the Baby Bottle for one of Ruthie’s doll’s.
He furrowed his brow, threw it to the floor, and pointed again.
“BEE BEE BAH!” He said more emphatically.
I looked at [...]

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I should have known what I was getting into. Friends had warned me. I saw the signs, but ignored them. Thinking I was a beautiful swan diver, I belly flopped dramatically. And painfully.
For the Valentine’s party in Ruthie’s preschool class on Tuesday we were told to bring valentines for each [...]

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Yada, yada, yada

All is well, or nearly so, with the Zugs. Thomas is getting over his bout of bronchialitis, Ruthie is so far staying healthy, and most importantly… daddy is home again. The computer has been turned off, for the most part, to focus on these things.
In other news, we had accidental success this [...]

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Our trip to the San Jose area couldn’t have come at a better time. I’ve spent the last couple months reorganizing and reprioritizing my focus as a mother and household manager, trying to correct the part of my brain that sometimes finds it easier to focus on the latter and see the former as [...]

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Getting Here from There


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