Those Kids
It's been a while, hasn't it? Back in the summer I thought it would be so wonderful when school started, because then I'd have three of the kids gone all day and I could both focus on the baby and also get some work done around the house. I was dreadfully wrong on one account: I am spending tons of time with my baby, but I can't get ANYTHING done. He's a busy boy, you see. He scales shelves, threatening to pull them over or to reach the mess maker/dangerous object we stowed out of his reach. He unfolds laundry as fast as I fold it. If I go to the bathroom without him, as I occasionally need to do, he paints the plasma tv with red cookie icing (this is not an exag

Baby Scrapbook Kit Giveaway
About a frillion years ago when I was pregnant with somebody, probably Sunny but possibly Nemo, I got a small scrapbook kit from Dreft, the baby laundry detergent people. It has sat around this house and been moved a bunch of places, and I know I'm never going to get around to making it. It's cute, and while the box has a few stains on it, the album and the pad of textured, colored card stock that goes with it is just fine. I'll send it to the first person who says they want it and gives me a valid address.

That Uncultured Swine
Would you believe we still don't have all the sickness out of the house? Sunny is still sick, suffering from what the doctor believes is a secondary viral infection. She's still running a fever at night and she's still coughing. We get one more day for the fever to resolve itself before they start running bloodwork and other unpleasantries.Okay, all that was true yesterday two days ago when I started this post, and you see how much I managed to get written before I got sucked away again. Her fever stayed down last night, so today yesterday, two and a half weeks after we started this whole mess, Sunny went back to s

Swine Flu
This is a quick note, just in case you don't follow me on Twitter (FishPondBlog) or you either aren't my friend on Facebook or know me in real life (in both cases, why not? I don't bite, unless...never mind), swine flu is making its way through our house, and Trout's has developed into pneumonia. I'll be back to being funny or depressing or obnoxious or whatever once everyone is well. This is a big deal, she looks awful, and we're right now just praying she'll make it through without having to be hospitalized. It doesn't look real promising right now. We'

This Is Where I Leave You - SV Moms Book Club
I was unsure how I would relate to Jonathan Tropper's novel This is Where I Leave You, about a man who walks in on his wife having an affair with his boss and ends up pregnant right when his father died, and his father's dying wish is for his family to sit shiva for a full seven days. I am not Jewish, so we don't sit shiva, and I certainly never walked in on my husband having an affair with my boss. Which is a good thing. But I have lost a parent, and grandparents who were as close as parents, and I come from