Never a dull moment here in Balconia. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight. I’m all hopped-up… on VICTORY. So now you know this story ends happily. However, about an hour ago… Imagine Jake and I are reading books in the bottom bunk. Tonight we read Little…
Nate has conquered his fear of the plastic ghost. He yells unintelligible profanities at it, shakes his little fist, and then hits it with the palm of his hand to show it who’s boss. Unfortunately, the fear phase continues… On our road trip last week (which was bliss… more on…
I’m afraid of grapes. And hot dogs. Mini blind cords give me pause. Basement steps; restless. And thoughts of unfenced pools? I can’t even talk about it. Yesterday we put plastic up in the two doorways to the kitchen. Anyone who has remodeled does not harbor delusions of dust obstruction. …
On our honeymoon, James and I went to Rome and stayed at Hostel Panda for a night or two. They seem to have changed the name to Hotel Panda, but let’s just be clear, it’s a hostel. One of the nicer ones I’ve stayed at, especially in Rome, but that…
Last night I had the following exchange as I passed out pre-bedtime sippy cups of milk. “Hey, Jake. Here’s your baba.” “Thank you Princess Mama.” Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about.
Today I received a text from Nate’s teacher telling me she needed to talk to me about his behavior. Could I talk at 1? Of course, I can talk at 1. The whole morning I’m imagining what it could be. It’s like the dreaded walk to the principal’s office. At…
When Jacob was little he spoke quite a bit of Spanish. Some of his first words were musica (music), baila (dance), oso (bear), pan (bread) and agua (water). He even pronounced agua with the right accent (sounds like awa), though now he’s somehow picked-up the non-native hard “g.” Go fiyure.…
So today I went trekking through Garagelandia… a remote and generally overlooked part of Balconia. I encountered numerous ruins. The remains of previous lives such as golf clubs and mountain bikes… And as I was sifting through the detritus, I felt the metal shelves begin to buckle. I found myself…
Jakey and Natesy received long overdue haircuts today from Toni. If Nate were to title his home salon experience, he’d definitely go with Death by a Thousand Cuts. Little does he know, it could be worse. His daddy has a Flowbie.
I’ve just arrived and as I’d hoped, Balconia is perfect this time of year. Today I enjoyed the local offerings of various artisans and craftsmen, as well as a provincial eatery. This is the life…