Life With Boys

I, being the brilliant Mom I am, decided to let the boys help us with the painting of the basement — I gave them a concrete wall that no one will see (because it is behind a table) showed them the technique and supervised while trying to clean some dirt off of the beam I… Continue reading

Because the woman in the cube next to mine is expecting we got on the topic of baby names. Check out the Social Security Administration data on names. It will keep you occupied for at least a little while. Continue reading

I’m pretty sure Matt’s primary reason for getting Tyler involved in Boy Scouts was the pine wood derby. The boys and Dad created numerous designs and spent the past month refining their creations — Tyler’s a hammerhead shark and Morgan’s a more traditional race car. In the end Tyler placed first for his age group… Continue reading

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On top of my Craigslist woes I’ve been getting “you’re going to hell” emails from a cousin (a cousin I’m not close to.) I’ve now set his messages to go straight to the trash. You see I have a very religious faction of my family (which is a large part of the reason my parents… Continue reading

I’m thinking I don’t like selling things on Craigslist. It might be fine for buying but being a seller is a pain. People don’t show up and you waste an entire day hanging around. Now the recent problem — I posted something as a give-away and Craigslist deleted it because I put it up too… Continue reading

I’ve had several days at home with the boys (2 snow days and one sick day for Morgan). During the course of our confinement I had enough. I put Morgan in time-out. This is our post-time out talk: Me: “Why did you get time-out?” (The classic test for knowing if they actually knew what they… Continue reading

Recovered Fuller family correspondence — January 29–30, 2009. Original email thread about Cyril Fuller’s cowboy hat. Bodies preserved verbatim. Hey there – I have a cowboy hat of Cyril’s in the original box — would either of you like it? D- Jo Zeimet replied: I assume it’s one of his stetsons. Nope, it’s all yours.… Continue reading

Just seconds after this photo was taken the handler told Tyler to stay very still — he thought the skink might need to pee. Tyler froze. And behind him the handler took a bottle of water and sprinkled it on his head — mahem ensued — but luckily he handled it without a major breakdown,… Continue reading

Literally, I’ve been trapped in the basement. You see we’re converting the current craft room to a real guest room (so guests won’t have to sleep on the tippy pull out in the family room) — but this means clearing out a good section of the basement. Now 2 full loads to Goodwill, tons of… Continue reading