Wolf, as a good and proper Canadian Dad, built the Minions an ice rink in our yard this year. First year, ever. … Continue reading
Actual conversation in my home yesterday. Other folks may have been watching the Superbowl, my family discusses cannibalism and hot tubs. Wolf: *pulling avocado pit out* Y’know, this would be perfect for a slingshot.
So, there I was, as innocent as an Imp can be (Stop that snickering. I’m not *always* causing trouble, dang it), checking out some links. I thought, “Gee, maybe we should do something for New Years for the Minions. They’re … Continue reading
The microwave died a few weeks ago. I didn’t realize how dependant on the dang thing we were, until it was dead. Now, granted, our microwave tends to be used for defrosting and reheating. But dang it, when you’re automatically … Continue reading
Every parent I know worries about screwing up their kids. I think that’s normal. It’s the folks that are certain they’ve got this parenthood gig nailed that worry me. I’m not immune, not by a long shot. In fact, I … Continue reading