I have a mild to moderate addiction to my cellphone which prevented me from giving my children as much attention as they deserved (they held an intervention for me). I understand from my kids that I’m recovering nicely.
It’s hard to believe my six-year-old didn’t go to bed last night until 11 p.m. But it is even harder to accept the fact that she woke us before 7 this morning. “What the hell?” I asked myself, as I rolled over and cracked open one blood-shot eye to look at her. Yes, it’s the […]
Wonderfully, magically, the 5-year old is totally buying the Elf story. For the first 20 minutes of Seymore’s guard duty, she stared at him, convinced he was alive. I couldn’t tell if she was scared or thrilled. Later that evening, she swore she saw him move, perhaps to stretch (sitting for a long time is tiring).