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Just this side of crazy

I know my family is no different than everyone else's.  We have good days, bad days and days just this side of crazy. I am home alone tonight.  Blogging with freshly painted nails, Izzy snoring by side and a lovely glass of Prosecco to end the week.  Take a deep breath.  Note to self: next time, ask Chip before he leaves to open the bottle.  Broken ribs and a stubborn cork is not a good combination. Perseverance prevailed.  There was…

What’s a tooth worth these days?

My son had a basketball game yesterday and sitting in front of me was a father and his little daughter.  I would say she was about 4 or 5 years old. Even though I was engrossed in the game, I noticed their interchange because she appeared so nervous and fidgety.  Then I saw her turn to him and her eyes looked so pensive when her father took his hand and wiggled that bottom loose tooth.  He shook his head no…

It was so worth it….

It's basketball season. It's a climate controlled sport unlike lacrosse. It's an indoor, confined sport, unlike lacrosse. It's a pad-less lightweight uniform sport unlike lacrosse yet all these factors make it a warm and sweaty sporty, unlike lacrosse. I love when Jack plays LAX and I love basketball too but I thought I would get reprieve from jock-stink. LAX is outdoors, open space, fresh air and even with the stink of wet pads and smelly guys who leave their 'cups'…

Apple and the Tree

Can I just brag for a second?  I have two children and I love all there is to love about them. I love the sarcasm that slips from Amelia every once in a while and her zest for what's right and just plain passion.  I love Jack's smile, the way he shoots a basketball and his curly hair that sticks up all over.  That being said, they can drive me flat out berserk.  Every once in a while, when you think all hope…

Really Jack? (and Amelia too)

(and so the gene pool passes on) I have written many blogs about my husband, poor guy, and have either titled them, "Really Chip?", or referred to "Really Chip?" within  a blog.  Jack is a mixture of my traits and Chip's...sadly the gene pool is what it is and it is Jack. Yesterday my phone rang I see the caller ID is the middle school.  I answer the phone and hear that voice with this story: "OK Mom, so I…