Captain’s log, Day 6, February 5th, year of our Lord 2018 Alas, on the way to the coffee machine this morning I used my bare foot to discover a dog […]Read more
Captain’s log, Day 5, February 4th, year of our Lord 2018 The sun has risen and none of the young crew have awakened from their slumber. The late night seems […]Read more
Captain’s log, Day 4, February 3rd, year of our Lord 2018 Queen Matron arose early today for a meeting. I remained in my cot hoping for a few more blissful […]Read more
Captain’s log, Day 3, February 2nd, Year of our Lord 2018. The previous day’s activities have functionally tired them out. I made it through my entire coffee and prayer time […]Read more
Captain’s log, Day 2, February 1st, year of our Lord 2018 My morning coffee and prayer time in the dark living quarters was shattered by an unholy light from the […]Read more
We recently had some good friends of ours take a much needed vacation without their children. As any parents know, going on vacation without kids can be an incredibly restful […]Read more
Only drink milk. From a red cup. At night. Water must be given in the green cup, unless you’re at the park, and then only the blue cup will do. Throw yourself on the ground in tears if your demands aren’t met.Read more
The well of patience had run dry a few hours before, my head was aching like the toddler had hit it with his plastic bat (which he had), and I had just watched the eight-year-old use glitter on the dining room table like she was Lil Wayne making it rain.Read more
I took away the sharpie.
I buckled him in his car seat.
I wiped his nose.
I can’t even tell you what took over my brain because I’m pretty sure I entered a state of shock, horror, unbelief, and please help me little baby Jesus. One part of me tried to retreat to my happy place and some person I don’t really know took over and ran the show.Read more