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Better than being ostracized by a bunch of old farts and sanctimommies
I had two worries about Tacy’s flight to Washington.
One, that she would have to go to the bathroom mid-flight, and I wouldn’t be there to remind her to hover over the pee-splattered toilet seat. And two, that in spite of her ability to charm the pants off almost anyone, the adult passengers would hate […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on May 3rd, 2008 tagged Miss Goosie, The king of beers, Who me? | 8 Comments »
Go east, young lady
Updated below
Today, Tacy will fly to Washington DC to visit my parents for ten days.
She’s been asking to do this for months, and I kept telling her that we’d do it in May, when she was off-track from school and the weather was nice*. And now May is here, and she’s getting on an […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on May 1st, 2008 tagged Miss Goosie | 10 Comments »
We’re both working on it
Dear Tacy,
Today is your sixth birthday. Even as I type it, I still find it hard to believe.
We’ve certainly gone a few rounds lately, you and I. You’re already so grown up in so many ways that it gives both of us false expectations. I forget that I still need to exercise […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on April 9th, 2008 tagged Miss Goosie | 23 Comments »
Motherhood: The Land of Indigenous Assvice
When I became pregnant for the first time, I was woefully unprepared for how other people - friends, relatives, and complete strangers - would take my expanding belly as license to share their unsolicited opinions regarding a wide variety of topics, from changing tables to breastfeeding.
Because every mother-to-be feels like discussing the proper purpose of […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 28th, 2008 tagged Baby makes three (kids), Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Daring you to disagree, Miss Goosie, Miss Mousie | 14 Comments »
As Chuck D said, bring the noise
Tacy: I know how to get five dollars from Daddy.
Me: Oh really? How’s that?
T: If all three kids don’t cry for an entire day, he’ll give us each five dollars.
Me: Interesting.
T: Of course it probably won’t happen.
Me: You’re probably right.
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Would you believe that my three year-old cries more than my two month-old? And […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 26th, 2008 tagged Baby makes three (kids), Dirtying up other corners of the web, Kids say the darnedest things, Miss Goosie, Miss Mousie | 25 Comments »
Elimination day at the zoo
Yesterday we went to the zoo, as has been our Easter tradition since 2003. As we were packing up, I called upstairs to Kyle, “Toss down a spare outfit, will you?”
“Think we’ll need it?” he called back.
“Remember what happened at the zoo when CJ was Oliver’s age?”
A striped sleeper landed on my head, and […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 24th, 2008 tagged Baby makes three (kids), Home on the range, Kids say the darnedest things, Miss Goosie, Miss Mousie | 22 Comments »
It’s not her mama who’s dressing her funny
When I was in high school, I began wearing clothes that offended my mother’s fashion sensibilities.
She has the figure and good taste to wear stylish and flattering clothes, and enough disposable income to fill her closet (and the guest room closet) with clothes and shoes from upscale department stores and boutiques. She always looks […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 21st, 2008 tagged Miss Goosie, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 11 Comments »
All she needs to know she’ll learn in kindergarten
When Tacy turned four, we had a party here at home with a few of her friends and a bouncy castle in the backyard. The kids ate huge slabs of ice cream cake and bounced until we thought they’d throw up. It was fairly low-key.
And then there were the presents. Lots and lots […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 14th, 2008 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Miss Goosie | 30 Comments »
Six weeks old…and nope, no tail
Happy baby (and silly big sis)! - click for video of Oliver (and audio of Tacy).
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 13th, 2008 tagged Baby makes three (kids), Miss Goosie | 8 Comments »
Ride like the wind
My first bike was an old orange and white Schwinn with a banana seat, and my brother’s first bike was a black and yellow Huffy. We learned to ride in our backyard, and then practiced at the top of our driveway and on our back patios before hitting the hilly streets of our neighborhood.
Our […]