Ooooh, we had such a weekend planned! For Stevie, it meant a trip to San Diego with his Tati, a two-night stay at his Hokur Tina’s house, swimming, eating and a day at SeaWorld to top it all off. (Spare me the lectures on the Shamu stuff. I wouldn’t dare talk his aunts out of this…
When we eat out, I always forget the doggy bag. I’m pretty impressed with myself when I remember my purse, the kid and all his accouterments, but the dang doggy bag! Most of the “play dates” I arrange are actually with parents I want to hang out with. Tough nuggets if the kids aren’t really friends.…
Oh photo projects. I can’t. I gave up. Bored. Oh well. It’s been awhile since I’ve done a Taking Stock, so let’s do that! I originally found the list on the Meet Me at Mike’s blog. Thanks for checking in. Here’s some iPhone snaps from the week, because what’s a blog post without photos? // stevie painting…
I took a Benadryl specifically so I could eat a stick of cheddar cheese. I decided to eat some other dairy products too, just to make it worth my while. #yolo Stevie has absolutely LOVED his therapeutic summer camp. Today was his last day, but he’s had such a blast. I wish it could go on forever! When…
This summer activity was kind of doomed from the start. I mean, Stevie took a nap in the car on the way, so I had high hopes. My only wish at that point was a no-poop-in-the-pool day! But it didn’t quite work out. Well, there was no poop (thanks God), but the rest of the afternoon went…
If you’ve read my blog for any time at all, you could probably gather that I’m kiiiind of a dork when it comes to living in Southern California. I love taking people from out of town on tours of the area, and usually get more excited than they do to see the landmarks (again). Wanna go…
I told Stevie to kiss my butt yesterday. And that was one of the nicer things I was thinking. I’m trying to teach him gratitude when I take him places, but he always just ends up so angry that we’re leaving. Like fall-on-the-floor-I’m-not-going-anywhere-lady angry. He’s almost too big to physically drag to the car. I…
If you grew up with a sister, I think you’ll agree. It’s pretty great. I’ve known this girl her entire life. There aren’t many people I can say that about. I remember really vaguely as a 5 year old, waking up one morning to be informed by Grandma that mom had gone to the hospital…
Sometimes when I take Stevie out on the town, I have to talk myself into it. I have to convince myself it will be a good idea. I often tell myself if nothing else, it will make for good blog fodder. We were near LACMA anyway, so I thought we’d give it a shot. And I…
A few months ago, I spotted some water balloons at Target and remembered how fun those were as a kid! In the cart they go. Along with a bubble machine, a kite, and a big ball for Grandma’s house. All the things you need for summer, right? The bubble machine was a hit. The big…