The Perfect Pet
A few nights ago, on the eve on Chuck going out of town, I let out a big sigh, groaned in exhaustion, and jokingly asked, “So which kid are you taking wit...
Tag: Major
Too big for the cat door
In the last week, Major has vomited in the kitchen, chewed a library book, stolen Jeremy’s sandwich, scratched my left leg to pieces, and pulled back the ...
Major and Top Searches
I love how WordPress keeps track of the top searches that lead strangers to this blog. The three searches that consistently top the list are “jennie creat...
The Boss
Salem is the only one with power in this house. He is the boss of us, particularly of Major, and now that the dog has started howling and baying, Salem is havin...
I declare spring break.
The six-year-old is projectile vomiting. The nine-year-old has reached an impasse with triple-digit multiplication. The dog won’t stay out of the cat food...
Splint and Spring
I was standing at the sink doing dishes, the boys were somewhere in the house, and I assumed the dog was with them. Still in my boots from having just gotten ho...