Entries Tagged as 'Cade'
If you were 3, 4, or 6 this would totally make your day
I watched all three pairs of eyes widen with delight as they heard the big Culligan truck back onto my street.
“What’s that?” Cade climbed onto the La-Z-Grrl to get a good look out the window.
“That’s the Culligan Man, he’s bring fresh water,” I said.
“I need to look out the door.” Liam fumbled with the [...]
Aunt Jodi’s early-morning Dance Party
I’m a morning music listener. There’s nothing more I like to do after watching Dude Weather is crank a few tunes. Since the Tibbles have been here, I’ve been slowing acclimating them to this morning music. They love it. Specifically, they love to listen to “Ring of Fire.” Three-year-old Liam knows all the words by [...]
Read moreIt is not all hell and high water
Overheard in Shakopee: The Heartbreak Edition
“I will keep the Batman ninja sword at my other house,” Nolan said.
“No,” Cade said. “We aren’t going back to that house ever ever ever ever again. We live here now.”
“NO!” Nolan shouted. “I want to go back where we started from.”
A review of Rick Kupchella’s book by Cade, age 6
Cade climbed up onto the loveseat next to me, with two books in his arms.
“Here.” He pushed the books toward me. “You like books. You can have these.”
“Oh,” I read the titles and was surprised to see local TV news anchor Rick Kupchella’s name on the cover. “Who did you get these from?”
“I don’t know,” [...]
On the third day of Christmas vaction my true love gave to me — a slippery, shiny ice storm
Bedtime: 1:50 a.m.
Waketime: 7:28 a.m.
Goals for the day: Move the mattress up into the still empty master bedroom, grocery shop, stay awake.
Instead of braving the shiny, ice-coated streets to go wrap gifts at the Barnes & Noble with FFJ, I Tibble-sat and spent the morning arguing with Cade, Nolan, and Liam about who was the [...]
Tattoed love boys
Here’s the good thing about being an Aunt: you can cover your nephews with superhero tattoos.
And you don’t have to worry about them going to school, because they aren’t your kids.
Read moreThe Peanut goes to school
Today was Cade’s first day of Kindergarten. I think Sister #3 cried more.
Read moreLetting go is hard
The second picture of Cade in Letting go is so hard is so cute and heartbreaking I could just burst.
Read moreHow a pack of Bubbalicious comes to resemble fine wine
A few weeks ago, I stopped by Sister #3’s house to hang out and commune with the Tibbles (which is a nickname Sister #2 gave to the 3 fabulous Becker boys). If you don’t get a good dose of little boy goodness, you start to get a bit wonky.
Because I am always striving to be [...]
Love is all you need
I started to write a pompous blah blah about not giving in to this national day of mourning. But I changed my mind. Instead I will focus on that which gives me joy.
Read morerocking the suburbs just like eddie van halen did
it’s not often that i get a chance to hang out with sister #3’s children, at least when she’s not around. she has decided that her three boys are entirely too much for me to handle. sometimes i think she might be right, but after spending friday night not only catering to the beer, [...]
Read morethree years of peanutty goodness
on friday while i was up to my ears in shock and working and the bowling alley, my beloved little redhaired peanut, cade, turned 3-years-old. yesterday the sister club and family gathered together at the bowling alley to celebrate the peanut and nolie’s birthdays. the poor kids will always have to share a birthday. it’s [...]
Read morehappy
when cade gets whiny and crabby and sister #3 calls him out on it, he often whines, “happy, i’m happy.”
“no you’re not,” she’ll say.
“happy. happy,” he’ll whine. which is usually a sign that he needs a nap.
on thursday, i had a conversation with a friend, where i got to say, “happy, i’m happy,” and [...]
shopping like cattle
well the sister club, the kidlings, and i finally made our pilgrimage to ikea, the valhalla of cheap, cool-looking junk. it was pretty much my very definition of hell. being trapped inside with the large population of the unwashed masses of minnesota. i shudder just recalling it. ok, it wasn’t actually THAT bad, but it [...]
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