The Boy and Halloween
We made The Boy accompany the family to the local pumpkin patch.He was thrilled.So thrilled, he wanted me to take t

Diary of a Germ Battling Mother
Friday The Princess complained of a headache when I put her bed. Hope she's not coming down with something.SaturdayStarted the day at 2 am with The Princess coughing on my face. And crying. The heat radiating off of her body reminded me of my days driving around in the old Eggplant.Coffee was my friend today.SundayThe Princess took her temperature every 8 minutes today. Then started crying that she was going to miss Halloween for sure. Every 8 minutes. I assured her

Cherry Blossoms in October
The Eldest has been busy.While I can only injure myself with toilet paper, The Eldest is able to create a wearable dress out of it.I bring you, "Cherry Blossoms in October".

Puzzled
Woe to the mother who takes the time to shave her legs in the shower while simultaneously owning 40 (give or take) puzzles all meticulously kept in individualized ziplock baggies.Mistake #2? Leaving the 15 year old in charge.The vast majority of our baggie contained puzzle collection ranges from 12 piece to 50 pieces. All of our children have loved puzzles throughout their toddler and preschool years. I also used them when I worked with children with autism. Since I had to travel to children's homes and schools for their therapy, I always carried a box/bag of stuff to use. Puzzles in those flimsy cardboard boxes don't travel well, so I kept all our puzzles in baggies

Google Street View Freaks Me Out
Google and Twitter are starting to freak me out a wee bit.After spending far too long perusing our neighbourhood on the newly released Google Street View in our area, I discovered The Eldest and The Boyfriend pictured hanging out at the local pizza place. And then walking up our street.Kind of creepy.And after posting a silly little comment on Twitter about a radio station stating some tummy tuck jeans were literally flying out the doors, I had two plastic surgeons from Georgia and the United Kingdom start following me on Twitter.I admit to being a tad paranoid. I also admit to feeling slight relief that there is no b