When I was kid, we used to play charades. All of us kids liked the chance to be the center of attention as everyone else tried to guess what we were acting out. Everybody wrote their phrase or title on little pieces of paper, folded them up, and put them in a hat.
Charades …First word . . . crazy
Last night, getting ready to go out to dinner.
It is not going well.
And then Kallan starts torturing Maj with pretend boogers. She cups her hand over her nose and reaches waaaaaay up with the other hand’s pointer finger. The cupping hand shields the fact that she is not actually picking her nose, …Fight-Balls and Trophy Families
Did not sleep well last night. I know, I know . . . like you fucking care.
Sometimes I get what my doctor calls an “ear flutter,” which is this weird little rhythmic thumping sense of movement deep within my ear. My doctor says it’s no big deal, tied to my allergies, and to …Ear Moth Cheese
Took Maj to her doctor’s appointment today to get a referral to an allergist. Left the doctor’s office with a referral to the allergist, armloads of medications, and the news that my older daughter is way too fucking short. Sigh.
We have spoken to a lot of doctors over the years about Maj’s allergies. …Sled Pigs!
We’re out running errands the other morning, and Kallan describes a woman she saw while we were shopping. A woman with two small girls and a cart filled to overflowing. A woman who answered every request her daughters made with, “Sure! Love that! Throw that in the cart.” A woman who kept holding up …Plucky Mom