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Oh hai! Um. I forgot I had a blog. It’ll never happen again. So ANYWAY. Here, I’ll catch you up: There was Halloween.
Bella & Veronica/Zombie Cheerleader & Cheeta Cat Trevor & Billy/The Hobos Jack/The Baby in Halloween Jammies And then everyone in the house got disgustingly sick. But Jack was the only one nice enough to let . . . → Read More: Everythings not about my boobs anymore. So, we took Billy to the airport last week to send him off to his father for the yearly summer visit. After fighting with the ex all year over the visitation schedule, decision making authorities and who pays for what, it was a trip we weren’t sure he would be making. In the end, though, our . . . → Read More: The incredible exploding family I love Mother’s Day. I love the handmade, homemade cards with pictures of mommies with stick-person babies and round kids with too-long legs and too-short hair living in square houses and smiling half-circle smiles. I love the cards. I look forward to them every year and I save them all in a big . . . → Read More: Stick families That 4 months and 2 weeks worth of laying around on your back makes learning to do this:
Worth screaming for joy over. There is a very proud and tired baby in the Messiness household this evening, because apparently, once you learn how to roll over, it is ridiculous . . . → Read More: What I learned today After watching Heather & Mike’s unspeakable tragedy unfold and knowing that the world will not be the same after their precious baby Maddie has left it – I have no other words but to thank God for our five healthy and strong kids. “Ye have lost a child–nay, she is not lost to you, who is found to Christ; . . . → Read More: Thank you, God for our healthy babies. Where the hell have I been? Hiring a lawyer: Yay for custody battles! This appears to be going ok-ish, although my Republican, Bush-loving, animal-heads-mounted-on-his-walls, nervous-twitch-having lawyer kept smacking himself on the ass and telling us that he has a birthmark “RIGHT.THERE” that matches the one on Jack’s forehead. I think he is on drugs. He is a very nice . . . → Read More: Foreheads, Republicans & Singing Doctors What you are doing is not fair. I know – life is not fair – but what you are doing is just offensive to me as a mother and as a woman and it’s plain wrong. I married you when I was a silly little girl - just doing what I was told - but divorcing you . . . → Read More: I hope you read this. |
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