Give your Uterus a brownie.

When Reading turns to Reviewing

Conner downloaded a new game on my iPhone, then played it for about 2 days (during his acceptable iPhone time, naturally).

After this trial period he’d placed, Conner decided to delete it as one of the Known iPhone Rules of The Homestead is “you don’t play it, it doesn’t stay”. It was in this way he came to me to input my Apple password because he’d written a review after being prompted to do so for deleting the game. It’s as follows:

“Do not play this game. It shows the trees on fire but you can not make the trees on fire with lava. Lava makes fire on wood.”

That’s as honest a review as any app will ever get. And I’m proud he’s contributing to the better good of the internet. 

The Smell of Off-Brand Fruit Loops Reminds Me of Daycare

I have a very sharp recollection of sitting in the window of a 2nd story assembly room waiting anxiously for about 30 minutes, really hours on my mother’s car to take a right off the main road and wind its way up to the parking lot directly below where I sat. I did this almost daily.Oh, therapy. You ‘aint cheap.

Daycare, off and on for years, in varying degrees, was this Big Huge Deal for me. I hated it, and still manage to feel the same way. Although many establishments would easily pass my own standards as a parent, daycare was just a damaging thing. 

First World Problems, I know, but the idea that my MOM couldn’t KEEP me just SUCKED.

I sit here, wasting minutes away typing this, while two boys (7.5 & nearly 5) fidget away wondering just what the heck are they going to do for the next 4 hours till bedtime.

It’s raining and for once, we do not have soccer practice, goalie practice, games or cub scouts. I don’t a function to attend, class to take or event I’ve RSVP’d for. There’s also not a football game on.

In short: The people in my house this evening have nothing to do.

Was this what that 7? 8? 9? year old girl so desperately yearned for every afternoon? An afternoon of nothing? In my house? With my family?

Now that I say it that way, perhaps that little girl wasn’t so wrong.

Which is why I can’t be more thankful that I can spend this time with them (in proximity),

… that their family is their daycare,

… and that it’s raining. 

Lord, tell me why...

(the stars do shine…) Cub Scout Popcorn to benefit Greater Alabama Council (and my sanity, as scouts costs buttloads)

THE INDOOR EXTRA-CURRICULAR ACTIVITY FALLS ON THE INCLEMENT WEATHER AFTERNOON? 

No, no. Cub Scouts happens to be on the only rained-out day since soccer has started. 

The angst. Ohhhhhh. Grrrrrrrrrrr.

Who wants to buy some popcorn? 

Zip Code: 35243 to benefit the Greater Alabama Council!

Mom, Soccer!

For the love of soccer…Obligatory 1st game soccer photo has become one of my favorite annual things.