As soon as we found out our first child was a girl we started thinking about how we could maintain a close relationship with her throughout life. It was especially important to us that she have a good relationship with her Daddy. He is her example of her heavenly Father here on earth. One ofContinue reading “Daughter Dates and Daisies”
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The poison control number: a good thing to know
Did you know the Poison Control numbers vary by state? The number Du has in his phone is the Missouri Poison Control. Fortunately they were kind enough to help out even though we don’t live there anymore. I have since re-discovered the national number: 1-800-222-1222. I knew that it had 2s and 1s in it, butContinue reading “The poison control number: a good thing to know”
My lethal weapon
I have a lethal weapon. I don’t conceal it. I don’t warn people about it. In fact, I usually don’t think about it. I’ve gotten so adept that I usually use it without even thinking. And if we’re getting all technical, I actually have two. MY ELBOWS Yes, as Du and many others will attestContinue reading “My lethal weapon”
…and there was blood…
We had a very physical weekend. I mean, if blood is involved how could it not be? It all started Thursday night when we stopped at O’Charley’s for dinner. The service was painfully slow. They brought us their fresh-baked rolls with delicious, creamy butter but that only increased our appetite and made some of usContinue reading “…and there was blood…”
We don’t do Halloween
We don’t do Santa either. Or the Easter Bunny. Or the Tooth Fairy. I know, we can’t be American can we. “What are you going to be for Halloween little girl?” “Uh, we don’t do Halloween.” Crickets….(just like when people ask Reagan what grade she’s in. She says, “I’m in a mix of 1st,Continue reading “We don’t do Halloween”
Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto
You’re welcome…you’ll be singing that song for the rest of the day. Or are you too young to know what I’m talking about? Remember when we were afraid of Japan taking us over? Ahhh, those were the innocent days. Language is a fascinating thing. Each culture has its own way of communicating with each other.Continue reading “Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto”
Not So SAHM 