After a weekend of fun with the family, which included a wonderful escape to the city with my mom to see Wicked, I’m ready for whatever this week has to offer. (At least that’s what I’m telling myself.) Lesson #1: Even when the boys aren’t home, the pigskin rules our house. The other day Pink […]
And the fans go wiiiiiillllldddd! In case you haven’t heard, there was a big game today. That’s right, Big hit the basketball court for the very first time. And his team even looked like they knew what they were doing. Him included. (And for the few of you out there also following the San Francisco […]
Pill bug, pill bug, run away home. Our house is on fire, our mom needs a comb. Our sister can fly, just give her a push. Mom may seem angry, but her brain’s just mush.
Oh, my Big. He’s a funny one. Last year after claiming he didn’t want to invite any friends to his birthday party, he ended up with a whooper at a jumpy house place. (And since I ended up on bed rest the same week, I couldn’t have been happier that they did all the work […]
Obsessed. I’m not sure that word begins to cover Big’s love of sports. His first word was “ball” and there are very few moments in a day when you can find him without one on hand.