Sat, Aug 31, 2019 at 3:16PM Hi Mr. Jones, Thanks for the voicemail regarding Jacob and his friends trying to make s’mores at school. Sounds like Veronica brought the ingredients and Jake brought the magnifying glass. We had no idea about these plans. That said, he says they asked Mr.…
James has been reading some sort of new research on lefties. Apparently you have to be left-handed for this to show-up in your news feed. And since my mom and my son and my husband and my nephew are lefties, I’m sure they’re all going to agree with the study’s…
This year, James’ birthday fell on a Tuesday. Now I know June seems like old news, but seriously. After you read this story maybe you’ll cut me some slack. So the morning started like most mornings. I’m getting out of the shower and Nate is peeing for a really long…
Last weekend the boys and I went home to the farm, in Santa Cruz, for what is likely our final goodbye. They found the flying turtles— the fantastic seated scooters we discovered at Chuck E. Cheese when I was in second grade. Still ride like new. Jake and Nate think it great…
We’re big believers in breakfast. Especially after we realized it was the critical ingredient to managing Jacob’s emotional rollercoaster ride. I’ll never forget when he was probably four years old and he says to me at Kelly’s, “Mom, not the kid-size pancakes. I need the gwon-up size!” For the record, it…
The 80’s are either having a bit of a moment, or like, we’re totally bringing them back to the future. Jake’s been holed-up on the new couch in the barn watching She-Ra. Though this remake doesn’t seem to sing anything about being a Princess of Power. I certainly don’t sing it…
We outgrew the whole dinosaur phase quite some time ago. Honestly, we were never really that into dinosaurs back when they generally reach their peak of preschool popularity. But then, somehow Uncle Geoff convinced us that little four-year-old Bry Bry loves the Jurassic Park movies and “they’re not too scary or…
I just can’t believe I’m dropping my baby off at college tomorrow. Woe is me how the time flies. Thank goodness I still have eight more years before I have to write that sentence in earnest. Seriously. Eight more years. I just can’t even take it. But it’s true. Jacob…
For the last year or so, Lufthansa has been struggling. Multiple warning lights are permanently displayed on her dash. The tailgate is a public safety hazard. And I’ve become a professional pit crew who can jump start her car in 10 seconds flat. Sometimes twice in one day. I did…
The last few months of school sped by in a blur. But what I do remember are the conversations the boys and I have in the evenings as we drive home via our zig-zaggy route to the freeway. So many backseat conversations where we debate the thinking behind civilians with…