It’s been awhile since I’ve provided an update on the puppies… or the poopies as I like to call them. Several stories come to mind, but I can hardly remember them as I’m still recovering from Friday’s sleep deprivation. It started Friday morning as all sicknesses, mysterious rashes and injuries are…
I’m certain I’ve mentioned the amount of quizzing that takes place around this place, but I’m not entirely sure people really appreciate how much I’m constantly being tested. Not just my patience, but primarily my knowledge of weird animal facts, planets, my ability to add and multiply long strings of random…
A few weeks ago we were leaving Target at the same time as a man and his two daughters. The guy turns to me as we cross the parking lot and comments appreciatively as my children both center-splits hurdle the enormous red spheres in front of every Targét. His girls seemed…
This year we had two perfect parental party days. Mother’s Day was likely the bathtub store’s most profitable day on record. The shop girls recognized the entrance of three quarters of my family as sales jackpot material. The boys departed with a giant floral box stuffed with all kinds of awesomeness. …
My dear, dear JJ, Please forgive the delay… I seem to be running about one year behind on just about everything. Luckily this blog isn’t quite that delayed. You’re nine and a quarter… which means I’m still well ahead of your Platform 9 3/4 t-shirt. It just completely blows my…
This weekend we had a bit of an “incident” in our front yard… but let’s take a step back. Or a hop back if you will. When I was a kid there was a time when we had bunnies. My brother and I spent hours in the barn whipping-up Top Chef…
I’ve done my best not to memorize the anniversaries over the last 18 months. Well, maybe it’s one part trying and one part not really being able to catch-up. I’ve come to accept that I’m running about one year behind. There’ve been parts where the days are glacial, and others…
Our very first autumn in San Luis, we played soccer, of course. I’ll admit, I’m kind of in love with the plAYSOccer logo for AYSO. Genius. That was our first introduction to many of our current Pacheco parent friends. It’s kind of funny to think back on those early sideline…
I’ll always remember the first day I drove to work after moving to SLO. As I made my way down a road, aptly named, Tank Farm, I gazed toward the airport and appreciated the herd of cows grazing not far from the runway. Upon reflection that seems a bit concerning……
If you don’t count Princess, Perfect, Piper, Lightning and Sando, this place is chock full of boys. Boy books on armadillos and boy building games and muddy boy shoes and Star Wars boy toothbrushes. Now I’m not a big shopper, but I like a sunny afternoon wandering through cute shops looking…