About LemonpussI am living the dream and staying home to raise my three kids while my wife and I try to renovate our 150 year old farmhouse and keep the grapevines from consuming the house. We are a free-range family, and I spend my days with the kids crafting, gardening, canning fruit, and keeping the peace. Some days I'm lucky enough to fit in a little knitting. (Now with more kindergarten!)
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In the act. DUDE. I’m right here! Unhand my panties.
Maya made a chart to keep track of who gets to disembark first from the bus so they don’t have to jostle each other. So civilized!
It never stops being exciting. At 8:15 on a Sunday night, I’m glad I bought enough dollar coins to cover a mouthful of fairy visits.
With children 6 1/2, almost six, and two, there is much jockeying for the biggest piece, the best toy, mommy’s undivided attention, the first turn. More often than not, though, they work it out and pitch in together. There are … Continue reading
(Thump) Truman slides off the bed while I groan at the 6:45 am clock face. (Shuffle shuffle shuffle) he moseys over to the window while I play possum under the duvet. (Gasp!) (Tromp fastshuffle tromp fastshuffle) All it takes is … Continue reading
Pictures like this stop me in my tracks. I also think that had the DNA turned out a tad different, he would have made a magnificent Clara.
I just told the Bigs that when they were Truman’s age they had barely watched TV EVER, but they were, all three, so engrossed watching the Peanuts Christmas special no one heard me.
Hell hath no fury like a girl with a crayon. When crossed, my daughter draws furious Maman Interdit signs. At least this time Margie made the cut with me. As another sign of burgeoning independence, Griffin got on the school … Continue reading
I am sick. I have a chest cold that won’t quit, a baby with the same thing and a serious nursing habit, and two older kids who are tired, under the weather, and still full of beans. Today, the Master … Continue reading
My big sister on the right and me on the left. Santa looks like he could use a break.