Well, I’ve wanted to write a “what we did” and “what we got” Christmas post, because I’ve been reading lots of posts like that and they’re fun. But truth be told, mine will be pretty darn boring next to everyone else’s. We’ve got no family out here so it was just us. We had our special dinner on Christmas eve. Hubby made a glorious ham (I’m talking ham that ham haters have loved). He glazes it with mustard and brown sugar and slow cooks it and it is sooooo good. We had homemade scalloped ...
There’s a reason I don’t put presents under the tree until a couple days before Christmas. I have discovered that Ethan takes after his father. Hubby loves to wonder about what might be inside any nicely wrapped present with his name on it. He wonders whilst he sizes up the package. He wonders whilst he gives the package a little shake. He wonders whilst he presses the wrapping paper against the package, hoping to see wording or other clues through the paper. Today was the day of wrapping ...
I think I have a fairly decent pain threshold. I played roller hockey with my brother and his friends as a teen and proudly displayed the bruises and welts I received. I played High School Basketball and got knocked about plenty as one of the shortest players on the court. I birthed a 9 pound 15 ounce baby with a failed epidural and lived to tell the tale. It’s not so much pain that I fear. It’s the absence of pain. The absence of feeling. Just like the kind you get when the dentist gives ...
In which Summer discovers she has a parasite Waa-waaaaaaaaa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!! (Mommy, I’m awake from my nap, come get me) Waa-waaaaaaaaa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!! (Who cares about the sopping diaper! Pick me back up!) Waa-waaaaaaaaa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!! (You’re putting me down to spoon feed me and my gurgling tummy?!?!?!?!?) Waa-waaaaaaaaa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waa-waaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!! (You turned your back on me for ...
