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This morning, I'd finally cajoled the kids into getting into the van...by yelling down the hall, "Bye, see you later!!!" and h...

Seriously. If you haven't spent at least $50 at Michael's for it, can you really call it a hobby...or at least a crafty hobby? (I k...

This is sort of a "Where in the World are Smunch and Mam?" kind of post. I think today will be one of our last big letterboxing fo...

Yesterday, Mam was 20 months old and her eye doctor decided she should really have glasses. What a cutie! She was still so little that even ...

Now that I've finally gotten to blogging about our day, it's nearly over. In most respects, it's been a great one. The kids got ...

I'm not about to start a foodie blog or anything, but I'm going to take a minute here and say, I made the best cinnamon rolls for E...

Last year, I used the event of Smunch's first day as a baseball (well, T-ball) player to start my very own blog. Opening Day seemed lik...

I can't really explain why this post is here. It just seems like it ought to be done. Look! My kid performed with the rest of the kinde...

Well, yes. Actually, it was five days ago and I forgot to note its significance. There were no parties, no photos, no celebration at all. Ho...

So, the shirt is a size too small and the skirt is probably a size too big. It just doesn't cover it all, but this is the outfit she ins...

You tired of hearing about our letterboxing exploits yet? You know, I wouldn't keep writing about it if we weren't having such a gra...

No, it's not even spring yet, although the weather here might have you thinking differently. And the fact that daylight savings time and...

During a particularly crabby dinner. Mam: I can't eat all these peas. Me: You will, or you won't get any cake and Daddy and I will f...

Have you noticed that I've yakked and yakked around the topic of Mam's party, but not bothered to post anything about the main event...