“I think we should sell the Volvo,” Steve declared. “We should get a minivan. It’ll be more practical for hauling kids around and all their gear.
Get it? Like “I’m Too Sexy” but with a cunning play on words? I slay me.
Behold! My eyes are no longer dim and I can see the world in all its splendor:
Do you like them? I do.
If that title isn’t a conversation stopper, I don’t know what is.
Avelyn is quite fond of throwing things. Always has been. Don’t feel like eating that animal cracker? Throw it.
Snowsuits are meant to be neither slimming nor fashionable.
Avelyn learned this hard truth today.
Sometimes I forget that my eight foot-tall daughter is able to reach things from the tops of tables and do with them as she pleases.
We just blew in from a windy, rainy drive home from Vancouver. We spent the weekend there visiting family and friends and all I can say is that I am verah, verah tried. Traveling with a toddler is work.