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March Madness

Posted on June 11, 2012 by BrassyDel

It is with surprising regularity that I find myself sick in March, one way or another, and not insignificantly so. One year in college, I didn’t get a flu shot and when I finally came down with it, I was sick for almost the entire month. For the worst week of it, I slept 18-22 hours a day. It didn’t…

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This Stinky Toy is Awesome!

Posted on March 5, 2012 by BrassyDel

If you recall, Tank is not a huge fan of children (or quiet), though since working with an Animal Behaviourist at the beginning of last summer, he’s come a long way. It was actually a very quick turn around, and I’m beyond glad we were able to keep him AND have it safe for everyone. However, while his patience has…

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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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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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Who, me? Trouble?

Day Two (But It Feels Like Forever Already)

Posted on December 12, 2011 by BrassyDel

Still exhausted from Day One, Day Two dawns with a fever. Literally. Chappy was running a temperature of 101-point-something, which, gosh, is kind of high for “just teething”. So I call the pediatrician’s office, and debate just having a doc call me or setting an appointment to bring him in. That’s when he threw up all over my pajamas. The…

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Domestic Bliss During the Hunt: Day One

Posted on December 9, 2011 by BrassyDel

So my little 6 month old is usually one Happy Chappy, and then last week rolls around. It started with a sniffly nose, and escalated with crankiness and don’t-you-dare-put-me-down-ness. He still hasn’t cut that first tooth yet, and his mouth was not dissimilar to a drippy glue gun; those drool-strands were getting everywhere. Okay, so the poor kid is teething….

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