By Beck It is THE LAST DAY! I am so excited! And that excitement has made me feel unexpectedly generous towards the old year. There were, I am thinking now, many nice things in it, and it would be nice to remember them briefly before blowing one final raspberry at 2009 and, as The Queen…
Monthly Archives: December 2009
Reduce, Reuse, Resolve
By Stephanie Every December 31st without fail I have certain goals in my head- resolutions for the New Year to come. And almost always they are great things to aspire to, but not always reasonable. And by February are long forgotten. I’m not talking about promising myself to join the gym and fit into my…
The Fix is In for 12 More Years
By Michael There’s a chapter in my new book about the way we keep score in life and our tendency to shift the comparisons in ways that work against us. The chapter concludes with the suggestion, “If you’re going to fix a fight, fix it so you win.” In most cases, we can opt not…
We had mice on Christmas
By Gretchen I heard the first stirrings downstairs around 4 am. My 3 oldest boys were up, pawing through the gifts placed under the tree after they went to bed. I could hear excited whispers, muffled squeals, and giggling. I had no desire to halt their clandestine escape from the long winter’s nap. When I…
Merry Christmas From The Parents
From Megan: Fried Okra Santa Letter 2009 From Michael: Your Name Here Guide To Life The Miracle of Multitasking From Kelly: Love Well The Christmas Cookies Made Us Late From Beck: Frog And Toad Are Still Friends Now Bring Us Some Figgy Pudding From Rachel: Grasping for Objectivity in my Subjective Life The Ghosts of…
The Night Before Christmas
By DeeDee Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, the Rum Balls were made, the mommy was soused. The stockings were flung to the floor with no care, in hopes that a maid, soon would be there. I felt not like cooking, see my sad bunioned feet, So to Sonic we flew,…
Pregnancy Journal: What’s Coming
From 5 Minutes for Parenting By Kelly Today, I’m 19 weeks pregnant. I think. Hang on. Let me check my online pregnancy calendar. (Insert cheesy hold music here.) OK. I’m back. And it’s true – the calendar says 19 weeks. But dang if I can remember it without help. I’m not sure if it’s because…
Let Me Count the Ways
By Michael Stephanie was having a bad day, or a bad week, maybe it was a bad month, but she mostly thought it was a bad life. I don’t remember all the details, but she was feeling bad about things and mom couldn’t make a dent, so it was my job to help her. I…
Seven and A Half Minutes
By Megan Friday was the last day of preschool for Bean before Winter Break, and her class put on a Christmas program for the parents. Peabody and I got ALL GUSSIED UP in our Christmas finery and I packed his diaper bag full of snacks and quiet toys and juice and plotted diversionary tactics in…
Stay at home Dad
Guest post by Derek Cromwell Hello. You’re probably wondering who I am. Judging by the sudden stop in your scrolling you’ve likely stumbling across me by accident, more than likely while searching for something else. I understand. I’m slightly unpopular and most certainly uncool. That’s because I’m a stay-at-home Dad. I’m not the garden variety…