Because it’s spring break, I’ve been with the Tibbles quite a bit. Or at least it feels like quite a bit because I babysat on Friday, stayed up for 24 hours in a row on Saturday, celebrated Liam’s birthday on Sunday, zombied through Monday, worked on Tuesday, and now here I am babysitting again. It’s …
This is Walter. His a brindled Papillion-Chihuahua and belongs to Sister #2. He was named, by me, after a character in The World According to Garp. Walter’s staying at Supergenius HQ this week while the Sister #2 posse break spring in Florida. Walter’s originally from some town near Joplin, Missouri and was released into the …
After we finished cleaning up the dinner dishes, The Tibbles and I retired to the living room where they immediately began debating what movie they would watch. There were many shouts from Cade and Nolan for “The Lion King.” “Nooo,” Liam howled. “Not The Lion King.” “Why not?” I asked. “Because I have a stuffy …
My niece and nephew, Jaycie and Max, have reached the age where they’ve become big fans of Saturday Night Live. At fourteen and thirteen, they’re probably growing right into SNL’s target audience. I can say that at practically FORTY, I’ve grown out of SNL’s target. I find the show more befuddling with each episode. I …
Have I mentioned lately how much I love The Black Sheep, my writing group formerly known as The Chicken Fingers? Not only do I love them for being obnoxiously smart, super supportive, and just generally all-around beautiful people, but because they make Christmas so damn fabulous. I can guarantee you that when the Tibbles open …
The Tibbles have French toast nearly every single morning for breakfast. At least on the mornings I’m there to get them off to school. Frankly, I’m a little sick of French toast but when I was a kid my dream would have been to have French toast every morning before school, so I make it …
As I’ve mentioned before, Liam’s best friend/alter ego is a small stuffed penguin named Junior. The stuffed penguin spouts all the opinons and sassiness Liam would like to say but knows he probably shouldn’t, and let me tell you Junior does not like a lot of stuff. Sometime last week, while I was acting mother …