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Snow Day

Posted on March 1, 2012 by BrassyDel

We had a lot of snow dump all at once a couple weeks ago. It’s been a ridiculously warm winter for here in central Colorado, but I’m not complaining too much. Snow can be fun to play in, especially if you are a Pixie or a Matti, but I’m not a fan of driving in it. Or of paying for…

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Orange You Gonna Eat That?

Posted on February 27, 2012 by BrassyDel

Pixie is at the age where she wants to DO ALL THE THINGS, which is both awesome and exhausting. She likes to make her own meals, though she likes actually eating them even less. She loves those little clementine “Cuties” and the easy to peel aspect is perfect for a toddler’s budding independence. She loves regular oranges, too, but she…

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Dude, Get On That Already!

Posted on February 20, 2012 by BrassyDel

I heart John and Sherry Petersik, and their blog Young House Love, and their dog Burger, and their munchkin Clara, and their forty million projects, and their amazingly positive attitudes, and their utter, endearing dorkitude. So when $herdog announced her Dude, Get On That Already personal challenge, it didn’t take much convincing me that it was a Really Good Idea….

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Good

Posted on February 13, 2012 by BrassyDel

My son is what people like to call a Good Baby, but I think that’s unfair. My daughter is a good baby too, like every single baby ever. Okay, fine, she’s a Big Girl now, but she was a good baby and she is still good. But, she wasn’t the type of baby people mean when they say “good baby”….

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Inter-connected

Posted on February 6, 2012 by BrassyDel

Motherhood is a shared identity, a relationship. So when I share a story about mothering or about my kids, whose story is it? Does it matter? Well, yeah, sometimes it does. I love that there are many active online communities for parents, or really: for any darn classification you can think of. Specifically, as a stay at home parent I…

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The Big Bed Switcheroo

Posted on January 23, 2012 by BrassyDel

At 2 and 1/2, it was pretty much well beyond time for Pixie to be out of her crib. She has some hip and spine problems, so she never got her leg up onto the crib rail to try to escape like your average 18 month old. I co-sleep, so Chappy would spend part of each night in my bed,…

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Rotten

Posted on January 16, 2012 by BrassyDel

I’m having a rotten day. My attitude stinks, my kids are cranky, and my kitchen is a mess. Oh, and we’re out of bananas so I need to go to the store, and I really don’t want to. I have to make a grocery list, get the kids in the car, and wear pants. Talk about a hassle.  My kids…

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Day Five, or Halle-freaking-lujah THE END

Posted on December 21, 2011 by BrassyDel

Huzzah! The Chappy’s fever has finally broken, Pixie’s thumb is almost back to normal, and Momma enjoys a large mug of coffee and soy eggnog with breakfast. Pretend it is an eggnog latte. It’s not, but I’m cheap and it’s close enough. Even better, today the menfolk return from the hunt! They return in the afternoon sore, tired, and without…

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Day Four

Posted on December 19, 2011 by BrassyDel

Sunday was a major improvement! We had Gramma’s help all day, Chappy was still sick but far improved, errands were run, children were bathed, and dishes were washed. Soy eggnog was also obtained, as neither Gramma nor I can tolerate dairy properly (which makes my love of cheese a fairly gastrointestinally abusive relationship). I’d like to end this update there,…

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Things (Babies) Are Heating Up for Day Three

Posted on December 14, 2011 by BrassyDel

Day Three started early. At 4:30 am, I was abruptly woken by the little ball of fire sharing my bed. He was thrashy, whimpering, and his last dose of ibuprofen was now completely worn off. I immediately got out of bed with him and checked his temperature. As undignified as the experience is, he was so miserable he didn’t even…

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