When I was a little girl, my parents volunteered to help a friend demolish their old barn. In return, my parents would salvage what they could of the lumber and the friend would have a nice bare spot for a new woodshed. Initially, it was a great idea and a win-win for all those involved; however, I quickly learned why married couples should (1) never build together and (2) never tear apart an ancient structure with two whining kids present (Uncle ... Read the Post...
Mr. Koda
Koda and I spent an evening at the park. Mr. Photogenic had a fun game of frisbee while I chased and caught some adorable pics. Do you have an adorable pup? Want to capture that cuteness? Send me a message! ... Read the Post...
Chesticular Fortitude
I wrote this story when my now almost fifteen year old son was five. I know he will eventually bring this stuff up during therapy. Until then, enjoy! If there is one thing that I’ve learned as a parent it’s that each child is different and should come with their own parenting manual. Since no such Baby Bible exists, the ex and I typically flew by the seat of our pants, with a little help from very knowledgeable grandparents and a stiff shot of ... Read the Post...
The Truth About Polar Bears
(Circa 2009) Over the weekend, D-man took both grandpas and the chitlins' out to our hunting cabin in the Mattole Valley. They claim it's a "hunting" trip but in all reality, the only thing they bring back is a load of firewood and a lot of crushed beer cans. I don't mind because it's all about the family time and I truly appreciate the fact that my kids get to enjoy such a great bonding experience with both their grandpas and dad. D-man shared ... Read the Post...
