The Whoofles (pl.)
The Whoofle (singular) looks a little like an armadillo, according to Z. She is, thus far, the only one to have any knowledge of the Whoofle. She’s quite afraid of it. She worries about it eating her toys, and even eating her (so glad I hid that “Travels of Babar” book with the cannibals). It’s … Read more
Again with the random bits.
I am topic-less. So. Once again, a Friday Five! 1. Pregnancy update. I can feel the baby move now, and I’m getting BIGGER and BIGGER. I see the size as a mixed blessing. On one hand, being humongous has never appealed to me, and already I’m having an awkward time trying to give myself more … Read more
I Kinda Miss the Little Monster
It’s been said before. In fact, I say it all the time: Absence makes the heart grow fonder. And I know I just dreamed of quiet, with lots of time to myself, the kind I used to have B. Z. (Before Z). But it’s really quiet. And when she comes home, she doesn’t necessarily want … Read more
Random Bits
No energy – sick with a cold. So let’s do a Friday Five. Z’s Great Grey Owl costume turned out really well! Husband did the feathers for the mask, I did hours of sewing for the cape o’ feathers, and she absolutely loved it. I absolutely loved sneaking chocolate from her Halloween bag. Will post … Read more
Z Goes to School
“I don’t want to tell you about that right now.” That’s what she tells me when I pick her up at school and ask what she did. That and, “Later. I’ll tell you a tiny little bit later.” If preschool’s going to make her secretive and controlling, then I’m taking her out right now. But … Read more
