Team Clean

We called a family meeting about toys, during which we polled the boys for obstacles and ideas/solutions regarding putting toys away. Based on feedback, my husband invented and got buy-in for “The Remember Game,” which everyone participated in defining and refining. You play by remembering to put away what you play with, and by saying…

Whatcha’ Doing? Mildewing.

As a Stay At Home Mom, I struggle with not doing certain chores often enough because they are too disgusting, because I don’t do them often enough — namely, showers, toilets and floors. One day, determination sets in, and I grab my Magic Erasers, scrubbers and cleaners, and attack the nasty grime and it takes…

The Sky Split Open Today

I awoke this morning to the glorious sound of someone else cleaning the house. Brian had straightened the living room, cleaned off the kitchen table, done all the dishes, got out the broom and was wiping down the counters. Then he made breakfast and took us out to a movie and “linner” (late lunch). Yes,…

The Dust Is Settling

Yes, the dust is settling, and we’ve been busy naming the swamp-like creatures that form as it builds up. I have blown past so many great adventures that have happened over the last couple of months: A fifth birthday, a trip to Missouri, a Christmas vacation to Florida, including three Christmas celebrations, a trip to…

From Now On, Rice is an Outside Toy [Megapost]

Aaack, my brain is melting! No, not hurting, just melting. Too much “adventure” lately. The toddler-people have trampled me and chewed holes in my clothes. I have loads of catching-up to do, blog-wise. I wanted to do a cute story for every event along the way, but catching child-vomit in cloth diapers for the last two weeks has wanned my interest.

Maybe if We Dropped a Megaton of Cheese

I’ve not been all that smooth myself. The first time we enjoyed a Greek Dinner at Mykonos, Brian’s dad introduced me to their Sagnaki, or more specifically an appetizer of flaming, pan-seared cheese and tomato, doused with a squirt of lemon juice, to a cheer of  “oooooooooOO-PA!” While awaiting our snack, I started pondering aloud…

I’ll Be in the Powder Room

He’s crawling! I would probably call it official since Friday. I’m in for it now. They can officially take off in three different directions. Prior to Friday, Elijah was “migrating.” By lunging and turning and sitting, he would get around a little bit. His last chemo visit went well. His blood counts were basically normal…

Two Steps Cleaner, One Step Disaster

I turned on my computer and Ian announced, “It’s time to plaay FAM-il-y Feud!” Am I addicted? The boys had a lot of fun today, but in the way that mom…well, not so much. While I prepared Elijah’s dressing change supplies for the home health nurse, I hear the boys sounding dangerously happy. I entered…

The Elijah Cannon: Part 2, Labor & Delivery

From this point on, I might start inventing details, but I’ll try to keep them interesting.  Hopefully my doula, Kim will be able to provide me some details to fill this in. So much has happened since the L&D event, and during most of my labor, I think my mind escaped to another dimension. So, there…

Eureka! I’ve found my floor!

Here we are, home again, with three merry iterations of Christmas sadly behind us. I’ve finally found enough of my floor to justify stopping to update the blog. It was so fantastic to be around family again for a week. We wish we could always be a part of our ‘village.’ Perhaps some day, everything will…