Me: *picking scab*
Kristine: Mom, don't pick!
Me: *smiling*  Wait... Who's the mom?
Kristine: You are, but I'm the daughter, and I'm supposed to have your back!

Who can argue with that?

I received my daughter's report card for the trimester. She received a 4.17. I didn't know that was possible. My daughter? Yeah, she rocks. Additionally, her school participates in the Accelerated Reader program. For those unfamiliar with the program, basically students read just about any book they want and then take a test on it. Depending ( Read more... )

• Nooby seems to be slowly recovering.  I still have to make his breakfasts more enticing by adding an egg to get him to eat it, but he eats dinner ravenously.  His digestion appears mostly normal, but I suspect it will take a while for things to heal up completely.
• I finally got my blood sucked for the TSH test yesterday.  I am hopeful I'll have ( Read more... )

Anubis ate all his breakfast this morning... at breakfast time!  There was also no blood in his stool that was visible to the eye.  And he was an intolerable, bouncing bundle of joy.  Yay ( Read more... )

The morning started off completely routine.  While it was still dark, the weird buzzing that makes Mama climb over me and fall out of bed began.  Mama stumbled out of the bedroom to go wake up Sister while I stretched and slowly disentangled myself from Mama's blankets.  Then, she did that lunatic thing where she traps herself in the tiny room and ( Read more... )

While at the Mandarin Festival the other day, I stumbled upon the gourmet fudge booth. There were large bricks of chocolate fudge, white chocolate fudge, white and dark chocolate swirled fudge, praline fudge, caramel fudge, mocha fudge, mint chocolate fudge, strawberry fudge, peanut butter fudge, pumpkin cheesecake fudge, mandarin fudge... I'm sure ( Read more... )

My 6 year old daughter has a crush on a boy about her age living in the apartment complex. He clearly returns her affections. He's the super gorgeous, suave type of kid whose parents clearly spend more on his clothes than they do on their rent. He's even kinda nice, but his parents are, well... NOT. They are the kind of gross, icky, scary people ( Read more... )

Last fall, I took my daughter up to Yosemite for one last time before the cold weather made camping impossible. She had been wanting to climb Half Dome with me for the last year, and I had laughed it off saying that she was just too young and Half Dome far too difficult a hike. As she insisted, I told her that I would take her up half way and that ( Read more... )

A good friend of mine recently posted on the political implications of recent abortion related court precedence from a liberal perspective. Today, I watched an episode of the remade Battlestar Galactica that also dealt with the issue. The day made me sad. It made me reflect on my own story...

I had walked away from faith, given up on God. I moved in ( Read more... )

I strongly suspect that I am highly irritable today for no known reason.

However, if I hear one more commentary from a five-year-old on the life and culture of a My Little Pony, I just might become an insane person.

*craves grown-up talk*