You can call us crazy, if you want, and not in a good way. We have our moments of absolute certainty to that effect.
I have become an inadvertent homeschooler overnight, which is both an ego boost and a death wish. Help me with some ideas?
I found more images than I could possibly use, and ended up dissolving into longlasting giggles on my couch, very late at night.
Today I was the ogre who refused hot chocolate, after their excursion into the first good snow.
We started it as an energy-burning game for my hyperactive second-born son. Run up the flight of eighteen stairs… Tag the wall… Run back down… And tag the couch… Four times. Now see how fast you can do it. Motion? Speed? Noise? Ticking timer? Oh my. He loved it. And then his brother had to […]
Speaking of children… Probably yours are always well-behaved. Probably yours never squabble over dinner, or while doing chores, or (my personal favorite) in the backseat of the van on the way to church? Probably you just say “Love one another, dears” and they drop their quarrels? I thought so. But mine are human, and riding […]