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Max has figured out how to get into the cabinet under the kitchen sink. You know the one, the cabinet that houses all the grimy sponges and rejected vases that don’t fit into my designated “GLASSWARES” cabinet, the plastic bowl and scrubber brush with brown stains of mysterious origins. Its the cabinet with the cleansers, [...]
We’ve been preschoolin’ it up for a solid 5 weeks now, old pros for sure. Our bodies aren’t as confused when we force them to wake up at 6am, get dressed, brush hair, find the shoes and hit the road Jack. Though they do still protest.
And as we continue settling into all this, I [...]
So we’ve made it through Days 1 and 2 of preschool.
Day 1 was fine. Max cried for a whole like… 10 seconds when I dropped him off. And by the time I left the building he was sitting on top of the inside jungle gym thing, holding court with the other kids. Seeing that he [...]
Folks, we have entered a new phase in our lives over here at the Perkins house.
PRESCHOOL!
Yes indeedy, in just a little over a week Little Miss Norah Pants will be starting preschool. We are going to wake up early in the mornings, get our little selves dressed, tame her wild hair, grab her packpack [...]
I wrote this for a local magazine today and wanted to share it here as well. Enjoy! –Sadie
So the last two weeks I have written about the importance of making good choices regarding road trip food and road trip entertainment when you have kids involved. A successful road trip, especially if you are [...]
Norah has many levels of cranky. There is kind of cranky, when she just sort of stares at you like you are an idiot and grunts responses to anything you ask. Then there is mid-level cranky, when she will take her blanket out of her mouth and emphatically screech “NO!” or “GRAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHGGG!” to my questions or [...]
This weekend was a whirlwind. We got to party it up with Lil’ Miss Norah Perkins!! Happy #3 Norah. I can’t wait till she is 18 and raising hell… because well, I am certain that is what she will do.
I am inching ever closer to Tobias’ due date. Although due dates are just jokes… [...]
Yesterday was Norah’s third birthday.
When she was born, I had all these expectations for who she would be. I’m sure that most parents do that, and I’m sure that most parents are wrong in their expectations. I know I was. Wrong wrong totally wrong. I never could have imagined how creative she [...]
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