The *most amazing thing happened yesterday. I heard Isaac yelling from the bathroom. I assumed it was the usual, “I’m ready for a wiiiiiipe!” I took a giant breath and poked my head in the door. Isaac proudly beamed, “I just wiped myself!!” Wow! He had been steadfastly refusing to try for all time. I…
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Isaac
This morning, I threw myself a full-blown pity party. I may be of the species that bleeds for a week and doesn’t die, but it doesn’t feel very heroic sometimes. Tack on the letdown of my handsome guy returning to work after a long Christmas vacation, and I think we’re all sitting home not feeling…
Hello 2013
If this post smells like Lysol, it’s because I’m hiding in the bathroom. Isaac is feeling a little assertive this morning about getting his “special time” with mom. Lately, when someone offends his sensibility, he considers it an automatic ticket to some Special Time. This morning, before we were out of bed, he was telling Elijah…
One-Eyed, One-Hand Crying Little-People Feeder
I’m starting the year off with a bang. Friday night, I put my contacts in a case and discovered my saline bottle was empty. I grabbed an open bottle from under the sink thinking it was fairly fresh and squirted some in my case. Saturday morning, I discovered the painful way that the saline expired three years…
Happy Fourth Birthday, Isaac!
Today is Isaac’s 4th birthday. He’s our gentle, sensible guy. I was pretty close to “the sky’s the limit” with his birthday. He decided he wanted to choose his own presents instead of them being a surprise, so we went to Walmart and he picked a few small things before telling me, “Okay, I’m done…
S.A.H.M. Hill 