Jul 27, 2010

Heated In

Oh where, oh where has this summer gone?Oh where, oh where could it be?With its days too humid and its heat too longOh where, oh where could it be? I don’t know about you, but I feel like this s...
Jul 22, 2010

Shower Time!

I truly never thought it would ever happen.  Sam has held out for five years, refusing to take a shower, no way, no how, no sireee Bob!  Leave it to the influence of another munchkin friend by the n...
Jul 21, 2010

Lowe’s Build-a-thon

Attention to all young builders out there and your dedicated teams of chauffeurs/parents/bodyguards.  Hear ye, hear ye,  here is a well-kept secret now on the spill!  Amble on over to Lowe’s ...
Jul 16, 2010

Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Last night we went to a really neat birthday party for Sam’s friend Zach.  We headed down at the Diamond to watch the Richmond Flying Squirrels take on Bowie, MD.  Sam had never been to a R...
Jul 13, 2010

Got LEGOs?

It is full-fledged LEGO-palooza here, folks!  Sam is full-out obsessed with them, announcing as such, “I am obsessed with LEGOs!”  He was even yelling in his sleep last night, “I w...
Jul 7, 2010

Hot, Hot, Hot!

I’m hot.  Are you hot?  In fact I am very, very hot.  Yesterday at 3 PM the temperature in the car read 110 degrees!  Yes, 110 right there in Busch Gardens parking lot.  And yes again, we w...
Jul 5, 2010

The House That Cleans Itself

A house that cleans itself?  Pretty intriguing, huh?  No way, no how, but how?  But really — how now brown cow?  It’s actually the name of a revolutionary book I’ve been reading ...
Jun 27, 2010

Never Too Old

I’ve realized a couple of things this week.  First of all, you are never too old for any emotion that you think you “outgrew.”  There is no outgrowing the human condition.  Yester...
Jun 19, 2010

Sponge Sam

Move on over, Sponge Bob!  There is a new animated character in town!  He may not be friends with a spatula or anything cool like that, but he sure is a sponge-roo just like you!  The first clue to...
Jun 10, 2010

This Old House

Man, if this house could talk, there would be tales to tell.  A friend lent it to us a few years ago when Sam was not quite two and still toddling around like a drunkard.  That pink slide seemed soo...