On a positive note, I did find that 8 years old is not out of the realm of normal these days. In fact, the average age of breast budding in the United States is between 8 and 13. So there’s that. But come on… of all the places to be ahead of the class? Really? This is what I get? She couldn’t be the fastest at the timed addition tests or winner of the tri-county spelling bee?Just my luck. Winner of the boobie-prize.
So while I’ve been stringently organizing the minutiae of my life like DS cartridges and Legos, my little girl has been growing up behind my back. Which brings us to … Continue reading
gool bus tute titty I regot no-ball nack woperate yater nuggle wack If you understand any of those words, congratulations… you speak Spider-Man (formerly known as Bucket Head). If not, … Continue reading
In honor of relaunching The Bearded Iris, I would like to re-institute my “Just the Tip Tuesday” column. In the past, I’ve shared tips on a variety of things like … Continue reading
Yesterday was day five of the epic Southern snow storm and icy lock down. But hope is in the air. The ice is beginning to melt. Should be back to … Continue reading
Day four of the epic Southern snow storm. Day four of the husband working from home and the kids’ schools and activities all canceled. The roads are impassable. We haven’t … Continue reading
Oh Lordy. The results are in for the first Principal Pal awards of the school year. And I just have one question: who do I have to sleep with to … Continue reading
Unlike their bitter mama, my lovey-dovey kids really dig this Hallmark holiday. So, for them, I did my darndest to hide my “cupid-is-stupid” ire and rise to the occasion. Awwww. I helped them make their Valentine’s Boxes and cards and we even whipped up a fabulous and funky Valentine Tree, which took near heroic measures since I absolutely abhor crafting with children.
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