Daddy’s A What?!

Here I sit in my favorite (*gag*) waiting room, shut out of NICU once again for a surgery, bored, but grateful it’s not for Elijah. Two TVs are blaring sports and trash TV. Really, I couldn’t be less interested that you don’t know who the father is. Might as well use this time to write an…

What’s another word for hindsight?

I know, I know.  I’m slacking.  I’m also typing with a crippled keyboard, which is part of the reason I’m slacking, so if I miss a G, H, or ‘, it’s not that I can’t spell.  My superduper awesome sister is my laptop supplier.  I’m so stoked about this recent addition.  I looks really slick,…

Christmas Be-cation

Friday evening started our Christmas “be-cation,” as Ian calls it.  I had the car ready to go when Brian arrived home early from work, so we hit the road.  That’s one of Ian’s favorite new phrases, by the way.  He’ll tell me, “No, I do not want to go home.  I just want to hit…

Approaching the Holidaze

I totally need to get more creative with my “veggie hiding” when cooking for the boys.  Ian saw a picture of green beans in a book yesterday and said, “green bean casserole!” Well, what can I say.  Putting them on a plate and calling them Super Green Power Rods only garnered enough interest for them…

Camels and Cookies

Sometimes what Ian says is still pretty muddled.  Sometimes he makes himself a little too clear.  I’ll give a recent example of each. I could have sworn Ian was telling me there were camels on his strawberry.  I chalked it up to his vivid imagination, tho usually his imagination has a little more logic to…