January 2009

A Poop Story

January 11, 2009

** I need to preface this post with the disclaimer that my oldest daughter is thoroughly mortified that I would discuss this matter in such a public venue.  If you are privileged enough to know Torri then please do not hold my utter vulgarity against her.  You know, the sins of the father and all.  [...]

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In Which I’m Shamelessly Boastful

January 9, 2009

I’m tempted to start this post out with the following sentence: I don’t mean to brag, but… You all know what that means don’t ya? Uh-huh.  So let’s just get right to it. And yes.  I know that being boastful is ungodly. Forgive me just this once.  The story is worth it.  I hope so [...]

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Pottery Barn Imposter

January 7, 2009

You remember how I told you that I spent the first weekend in December painting, rather than baking and wrapping and doing all the other things I should have been doing?  Well, I had good reason for putting myself through all that work.  Kennedy, you see, had requested a ‘new room’ for her birthday this [...]

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Eleven Spankings Comin’ Right Up

January 6, 2009

Eleven years ago on this very day a certain redhead was forcefully expelled from my womb.  Surely you’ve heard what they say about redheads.  And if the long overdue aspect of her birth wasn’t enough to warn of what was in store for me, the necessity of forceps should have clued me in.  I paid [...]

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Five Things

January 4, 2009

Early tomorrow morning our lazy holiday schedule will cease to exist.  That blasted alarm clock will pull me oh-so-begrudgingly from what promises to be a restful slumber.  After taking fifteen minutes to compose myself and throw together lunches I’ll trudge over to the east wing to awaken the children who will, understandably, doze through breakfast.  [...]

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