Yogurt, Crackers, and Bodily Functions

They are only two, after all. They are only two. Only two, I remind myself.

This morning, James wanted “gah-gas”. I pulled out crackers of every sort, put them in a bowl and set them on the table. Not good enough. What the heck. He screamed and cried, threw several mini-tantrums, and continued to yell

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The last six months…

It’s been a while. Please don’t judge. Two (count them O-N-E, T-W-O) 2-year-olds… remember?

My children are not my own anymore. I mean, they are mine, I own them, in the same way I own my dog – I love them, feed and water them, clothe them, and make sure they learn appropriate tricks, but…

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A fire truck… no fire.

It was a lovely, warm, sun-filled Saturday. A friend and her two girls were coming over for a play date, while our husbands spent the day with little white balls and metal sticks on a luscious, green carpet of grass.

At 8am, I realized that we were running low on milk. Blasphemy! No milk =

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It’s too late to turn back now!

The kids are now a year and a half. I can’t believe it.

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