A Little Chaos Theory

So now that we’re moved and trying to be settled, life is becoming more normal.  And by normal, I mean that we have the usual amount of chaos without adding in the challenges of job hunting or moving cross-country.  Instead, like families all over the US, our attention is turning to school.
First, there’s Scott who [...]

Tonight, when the boys were in bed after kisses, hugs, high fives, low fives, drinks of water and visits to the potty had all taken place I sat down to sort socks.  You see, we have more socks than I know what to do with.  Seriously.  Every missing sock from the past five years has [...]

I looked at my blog today and realized that my last post was on my birthday. That break wasn’t intended to happen. I’ve sat down to my computer several times over the past week, at least every night, but still haven’t managed to produce anything for this blog. You see, life goes [...]

We’re home. And so is Independence.
Independence has a love-hate relationship with our family. I got her the day after my grandfather died in 1997 and because of that, when I think of her/look at her/hear her, I still feel connected to him. She and I have been through a lot together – [...]

I’m tired.  We’ve driven close to 2000 miles so far, and as of right now I’m somewhere in Utah still 2 days from home.  We’ve survived - actually, we’ve triumphed over the challenges of illness (in multiple forms that you do NOT want me to describe in detail), snow (and I mean lots of snow [...]

What does a sick husband, a vomiting toddler, snowy/icy mountain interstate, and playing dodgeball with a porcupine l have in common? None of those items are things a sane woman wants to deal with. Of course, as we know I’m insane so the first three items are things I’ve been coping with recently.
We left home [...]

It is 1:53 in the morning as I sit and type this. I should be sleeping. I wish I was. But the plague has arrived in full force and I’m having to batten down the hatches and ride out the gale. With disinfectant. Lots of it.
It was Thursday that the [...]

Jude hates naps. Sleep is the enemy, and will always be the enemy (until he becomes a teenager in which case being awake becomes the enemy). Unfortunately for his mental and emotional well-being, when he is tired and cranky I make him rest his head upon a pillow – at which point his [...]

My attitude toward snoring depends on the person who is doing the snoring (or why). If Scott is the guilty party, I usually elbow him in the ribs until he rolls over unless, of course, he’s been working many hard hours and I feel sorry for him, in which case I’ll go sleep on [...]

There were four in the bed and the little ones said “roll over, roll over.” So they all rolled over and Mommy fell out.
With Scott out of town, the boys have been worried about my getting lonely. While the sentiment is nice, what it translates into is them sleeping with me. Last [...]