Delivered from Evil: Back to School, Back to Work
Now before you think I’m going to whine about having everyone home for the holidays, that’s not what this blog is about. It’s about how a little routine, not to mention some alone time, is good for the soul. Especially the mom’s soul.
Protecting the Cub Scouts from, er, Private Parts
My job, as it always seems to be on Cub Scouts outings, was to protect the children from all things of and having to do with sex. I’m not sure how I keep falling into this role, but I do, and it happened again yesterday at the Cub Scouts tour of the supermarket, of all [...]
The Maytag's Dead. Oh Well.
The Maytag’s dead, and yet I feel nothing.
1 repairman + 1 conference call + 1 playdate =?
1 sick kid + 1 Maytag repairman + 1 playdate x 1 conference call – leftovers = ?















