To Gigi, With Love.

By |2017-06-14T15:16:43-04:00May 2nd, 2011|Parenting|

Lots of memories in my life are fuzzy. How I got the scar under my chin. The time I woke up in an RV outside a Bass Pro Shop. The George Clinton concert I went to in college. But, I distinctly remember pushing Gigi out. Maybe it was the lack of drugs or the post [...]

Gigi and all things lovely.

By |2017-06-14T15:22:24-04:00April 30th, 2010|Parenting|

For the life of me, I couldn't remember what Andy got me for my birthday last year. I think monumental gifts stopped about four years ago.  We were too tired for intricacy.  Had too much baggage for quick getaways.  And, our birthdays were always kinda backburnered to the ordering of Lightning McQueen cakes and Bounce [...]

The girl.

By |2017-06-14T15:23:25-04:00February 26th, 2010|Parenting|

One thing I learned early on, if you call in sick, always say it's with diarrhea, because nobody ever questions you when you say you have diarrhea. Same thing with parenting. The baby is fussy, the boys are screaming and asking for, I don't know, stuff, ANY STUFFS WILL DO, and Andy is playing Xbox, [...]