Phase Two: Mammoth Lakes Kids Fishing Festival

to read Phase One: The Drive click hereFor the third year in a row we went to the Fishing Festival, a magical place where the ponds overflow with trout and other people will clean your fish for you. It was a glorious morning, and we had Papa to help us with the hooks, bait, and the child wrangling. We … Continue reading Phase Two: Mammoth Lakes Kids Fishing Festival

Hamster Hurricanes

original artwork entitled "IT'S BEDTIME ALREADY GEESH!"I love my people, I really do, but tonight they stayed up until 10 p.m. giggling and sneaking out of bed to "blow on the hamster so it falls out of it's wheel". I remember sneaking out of my bed to party and eat bean burritos I had hidden under … Continue reading Hamster Hurricanes

Blather: Under the Influence of Herbal Tea

Hola friends!that's me, on the right, pre-quesadillaOh little blog, I haven't seen you're blinking face for some time now. What can I tell you? The days blur together. The weather hits 100 and then sinks back to 75, reflecting my general confusion about life. Is it fall? Is it summer? Why do I have a … Continue reading Blather: Under the Influence of Herbal Tea

Pajama Clad Days

My cup has a question mark on it. It's the whole day written on ceramic, a hieroglyphic metaphor for Monday.One baby is at school and the other has the flu and yet another is eating crackers with some brand new molars, hard won through sleepless nights and a half eaten crib.With laundry to wash and … Continue reading Pajama Clad Days

Cain and Abel Paint the House

Having a two-year-old is like having a blender that you don't have the top for.  ~Jerry SeinfeldWhen you wake up on the wrong side of the bed, coffee helps. Then the kids wake up and you need a Higher Power and a sense of humor to get you though the day.After they socked each other … Continue reading Cain and Abel Paint the House

When It Rains, And You Cry, And The Clothes Don’t Wash Themselves

It rained for days. Noses poured, tears flowed, tempers flared and the Mother wished everything would dry up.I cried on the toilet while I told my husband about the laundry that lurked up on me. I was so overwhelmed by messes. My children were naughty. My house was embarrassing. The boys splashed happily in the … Continue reading When It Rains, And You Cry, And The Clothes Don’t Wash Themselves

Sharks Eat Bacon and So Do You

The kids asked if they could go to the zoo and I said we could. I mean, we can. We can always go to the zoo, unless it's raining. We can especially go to the zoo if there is still playdoh under the dining table after a vigilant playdoh eradication. The zoo is a destination … Continue reading Sharks Eat Bacon and So Do You

Merry Mayhem With Weapons…and Pink Eye

Can you find the Christmas cat?The days have been filled with coffee and sugar cookies and more coffee. They have been runny nose, ear infection, pink-eye days, but they've been decorated with e e cummings poetry, plastic ornaments and pine needles.On Monday I enlisted my mother to help me make Christmas sugar cookies. I have … Continue reading Merry Mayhem With Weapons…and Pink Eye