My family
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Shaggy Boy was baptized last Sunday, on a chilly, perfect fall morning. It was a much smaller affair than when The Poo joined our Catholic faith, but the people who matter were there.
Everyone except, of course, my father.
The brunch afterward was fraught with peril; almost everyone in attendance is feuding with someone else who [...]
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Thursday, October 30th, 2008
I didn’t start sewing for Henry until 6 o’clock this morning.
You see, I have this thing about sewing for babies whom I know are coming. It makes me nervous, and my sister, your beloved Mrs. Chicken, has had such a tough time these past few weeks and months that I didn’t want to take any [...]
As I write this, I am sitting at a desk in a hotel room in Dublin, OH.
We decided to break our road trip back East into two parts, because my mother insisted that a 12-hour drive was too much for me.
While I protested, wanting to get back to my homeland and the sparkling blue of [...]
The next three months are going to be crazy.
I keep thinking that I have until the middle or end of August to get ready for Shaggy’s arrival, but the fact of the matter is that he will be forcibly removed from my womb by the butcher my OB sometime the first week of August.
Today marks [...]
Back in the good old days, before my dad died, my husband and I spent every Sunday with my parents.
For nearly 10 years straight, we arrived at their house in time to read the Times and have a late breakfast. We’d stay through dinner, cutting out just after the dishes were done.
We would often joke [...]
There is an intersitial on the Noggin network that features the two little Noggin mascots singing about family. While most of the time I tune out the sound of The Poo’s shows, this little ditty is catchy and repetitive.
And whoever wrote it has a sense of humor.
One of the verses - my favorite - goes [...]
Mr. C and I had an argument yesterday, one that quickly became heated.
Wrapped up in ourselves and fighting to win, the discussion escalated into a yelling match. So angry was I that I didn’t notice The Poo was in the room until I burst into furious tears, frustrated with trying to get my point across.
Suddenly [...]