I’m already recognizing that my little boy is a very independent spirit… much like his mother. *Cue the peanut gallery* I choose to celebrate this and the challenges that may come. May God give me joy and patience.

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Dear son, although I appreciate the dedication to and passion with which you throw your fits, it won’t get you any closer to your own way. Love, The Dictator.

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Overheard today at Cosco from a cart next to me: Little boy glances at Joshua then asks mom- “Mom, why can’t I have a little brother to play with?” Mom- “Son, that ship has sailed. That’s why I got you a puppy.”

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Dear sick, teething infant, I don’t like you right now. You’re pushing me to the border of crazy town. I think I’ll get off the mommy train tonight and stay at the most luxurious spa imaginable. If only it worked like that.

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And thus concludeth our first flight with an infant. At one point, we were literally throwing the screaming child back and forth like a hot potato going “What should we do?” “I don’t know!” “Think of something!” But we made it. Thank you to all the kind and understanding souls sitting around us. You were […]

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walked into our kitchen to find our five month old puppy on top of our bar-height table. Gatorade is spilled everywhere and he’s going after the sugar bowl. One word: tranquilizers

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So we locked the cat and the dog in the laundry room together. We’re hoping they either kill each other or become friends. We’d be ok with either outcome.

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The rain always makes me want to curl up next to the fire with a good book and a cup of hot chocolate. OK, Sara, it’s the dead of summer. Let’s substitute fire for air conditioner and hot chocolate for a foofy drink.

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Yeah, Toby just pooped on the floor. Dave noted how much it smelled. Welcome to my world.

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