Happy Halloween

The witches, ghosts, goblins, and ghouls have come and gone for the evening. They visited us in ravenous hordes, leaving us just barely enough candy for my own personal consumption. My poor children, each having lugged home a bag the size of a mature wolverine and approximate weight of an anvil on Jupiter*, are unknowingly … Continue reading Happy Halloween

Evening Shenanigans are Measured in Bedtime Monkey Units

I probably don't mention it enough, but by and large, the Puddinette and I are blessed with relatively calm and mostly well-behaved children. I say relatively and mostly, of course, because any human, miniature or otherwise, is occasionally going to test the boundaries of acceptable behavior. Our kids are no different in that regard, but … Continue reading Evening Shenanigans are Measured in Bedtime Monkey Units

Still, cleaning sucks

My youngest son, The Attitude, is going to turn 2 years old tomorrow, which means I'll finally be justified when referring to his more...um...trying...behaviors as being a product of the terrible twos. It also means that in keeping with modern societal customs, we've invited our families over to la casa de Puddin for an afternoon … Continue reading Still, cleaning sucks

Missing: One Decorative Pumpkin, A Little Basic Understanding

As I walked in the door from work this evening, I was greeted by the Puddinette's incredulous-and-very-irked Look of Helpless Sourness. Usually that's reserved for instances such as when the poorly-named "customer service" lady at Wal-Mart does her best battle-axe impersonation, or impromptu road construction creates an unavoidable traffic snarl that interrupts the daily schedule. … Continue reading Missing: One Decorative Pumpkin, A Little Basic Understanding