To help you cope with my usual delinquency, I have created a visual catch-up guide of the recent history of the Cummings family, covering our three Christmases, and into the new year. On the first third of Christmas, I achieved, on the 15th shutter release, a nearly-focused snapshot of my three miniature men about to open…
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Ooooh. Ahhhhh. Yeah, You Might Want to Just Ignore This One.
I think I might dance and giggle. OF COURSE there was a Facebook app that lists a history of my status updates, and now I have brought them here, only slightly edited. To overwhelm your mind. To keep them as mine. ALL MINE. Woah-ha-ha-haaa! Amy If you’re happy and you owe it, hug a Vet!…
If you start using the potty, I’ll laugh at your poo with you.
Scrubbing poo out of the carpet before breakfast is not the best marker of a good day. That’s OK. I’m keeping my eyes on the Prize. We are planning our escape to an undisclosed location *.* at an undisclosed time. Having bumbled through the morning with my free-day-at-the-children’s-museum virus, I put the kids down for…
Even The Calgon Ran For Cover
Yes, last week was just that scary. If stars could’ve had a role, they would have completely un-aligned. Murphy’s Law nearly bore my namesake. I completely blame the Chiclets – the ones Elijah is pushing through his gums. I’m still waiting to see if the bottom tooth is a new tooth or a piece of…
There’s A New Chef in Town
I struggle with thinking of what to cook for dinner. However, when I stumble into a good-looking recipe, I’ll go all-out to make a tasty meal for my guys. Frequently, the boys will poke at it if it appears too healthy or unexciting, or eat whatever part strikes their fancy. One evening, while finishing up…
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…
Boyscout Badgering, Birthday Brainstorming and Baby Babbling
Yesterday evening, we juiced the boys up on ice cream and took them to the park. While there, a troupe of boy scouts went thundering past the playground to an open field. Ian dashed after them and stood at the edge of the field. The boy scout leader saw him and, in my best estimate, figured…
In Our Sleighday
I have approximately 8 weeks of pregnancy left. Yikes. I’m so anxious to meet our new little guy, but I keep reminding myself not to wish time away, because life is much simpler with him in my belly. Plus I’m trying to cram as much playtime in with the boys as I can before I…
S.A.H.M. Hill 