keep passing the open windows

Me: “It’s freezing out here. It’s a good thing I have these mitten-y glove thingies.” (Yes, in my everyday life I’m quite articulate.)
Reagan: “What?”
Me: “They have places for each finger and then a flap that pulls over and they look like mittens. So they are ‘Gluffins,’ I guess…”
Reagan: [...]

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Yesterday I had to take Taylor to the dentist for a follow up visit (cavity!). After signing him back in at the school, one of his teachers came up to me and said:
“What happened to Taylor’s hair?”
And she said it in the same concerned and bewildered tone one might use when asking someone about [...]

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Saturday night I took the kids, Tay, Rea, and W., to see a performance by the BBQ Kittens, an improv group that performs shows similar to “Whose Line is it Anyway.”
On the way there we met Chris to switch cars. During the Chinese Fire Drill Chris dropped his OUR cell phone. [...]

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This morning I’m feeling a little “off,” a little fuzzy headed. My idiocy was just confirmed by the following internal dialogue while checking my email:
“Oh, a Freecycle email urgently needing a bassinet. I wonder who plays the bassinet? Did a child just join band? Or did someone suddenly have a whim [...]

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My kids received their report cards last Friday.
Not awful, but:
Reagan had a C in science and Taylor had a low B.
Worse then that, though, was their teacher’s comment:
“Could do better.”
A less pretentious way of saying “doesn’t work up to full potential,” but more subtle than saying “Your spawn is LAZY.”
I’m really [...]

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Yesterday afternoon I had a doctor appointment in Peoria, at 3:00. I left Princeville at 2:00-ish and, arriving “in town,” realized I had 15 minutes to spare before my appointment. I decided to run into Linen’s and Things and buy a birthday present I needed for today (happy birthday Laura!). Imagine [...]

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Yesterday my son told me this story:
“Mom, after P.E. someone stole my shoe. He put it in Devon’s locker, who was absent today, and locked it up. I couldn’t get it out and had to go to class BAREFOOT.”
Yes, my 13 year-old did not have the problem solving skills to say, maybe wear [...]

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