12:40- Bear is crying, I am thinking “why hasn’t he gotten up yet?”
12:44- I look at clock and realize that he is gone already, drag my ass out of bed.
12:45- Drop the Bear on his pillow and lay down.
6:24- Pissed off because I am awake before the alarm, again. Time for Prilosec. Reset alarm so [...]

“The most horrible curse you can put on a woman is to
kiss her on the cheek and tell her that things couldn’t get any worse.
The minute you say it, they surely will.”
 
“The Willow Book”
from
The Birth House by Ami McKay

and around. Or maybe its groping in the dark. Either way I can’t figure this out. I should be elated that the Bear is upright and fully ambulatory. I should be rejoicing in the fact that she doesn’t need to be carried, that we have passed thwart behemoth Crocodile walker to another worthy friend.
Instead, [...]

Fluffy: I want my eggnog with dinner tonight, not with my cookie for dessert.Me: I don’t think chicken soup and eggnog will taste good together.Fluffy: No– the eggnog goes in a cup.

Bear : Whistles (aka: flute recorders) are bad. Mama’s head is going to blow apart into mucous tinged splatter she hears Tweeet! one more time.
Mister: Just because I sitting on the sofa, you do not have permission to delve into political topics or heartfelt conversation. I’m fucking sick. How does a hacking cough and glazed [...]

as a parent was Bingo Night. It wasn’t enough to just participate, I had to volunteer. Why? Because they asked and I cannot say no.I thrive on stress. I picked Fluffy up at school and we went to Costco. Only stupid people go to Costco on Fridays. Only utter morons go to Costco on Friday [...]