The final days of May seem like bonus time to kids: you’re already fancy-free on summer vacation, but it’s not even June yet. Fresh from school dismissal, every night still seems like Saturday night. So when 8:30 p.m. rolls around, it’s no longer time to start whipping the troops into…
Category: A Night In The Life
My house has always been something of a hotbed for sleepovers. It’s an old, large house, with plenty of places to hide. Technically that means places for the kids to hide, but in practice, it also provides a lot of cover for me to hide out from the children. Seriously, this…
Thursday the 18th seems like a good “night in the life” candidate for the surprising number of you out there who seem to dig reading about just our everyday shenanigans. It’s a good pick because if there’s an “average” weeknight of ours, this is pretty much it. After stopping by…
We have a birthday coming up. Ezra turns 11 next week, and the Nerf War-themed birthday party is this Saturday. I shouldn’t really say “theme” as there won’t be Nerf War plates and Nerf War decorations and a Nerf War pinata — it’ll just be a bunch of boys shooting…
Our Saturday mornings always start with 9 a.m. jiu-jitsu class, but this one had a secret surprise waiting at the end. They didn’t know it, but Mia and Ezra were getting promoted to gray belt, which is the first “belt” promotion a kid can get in jiu-jitsu (getting bumped up…
It began as most Saturdays do for me; I wake up to the sound of my front door opening and kid voices. Hushed kid voices, because Dad is still sleeping. In theory, anyway. My kids stay overnight every other Friday with their mother, who also works at 6:30 a.m. Saturday…
At our house, we get leprechaun visitors in the early morning hours of St. Patrick’s Day. They’re like the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy — they sneak in when the children are asleep and do their secret business. But while those other three visitors come bearing gifts,…