Tween girls, these creatures who have one foot in childhood and the other in teenage-dom, they are something else. 😀 Continue reading “Feisty, spunky tween girls”
At least I’m reclined outside in the sunshine. And, I’m directing, vocally across the hallway into the kitchen, my tween girl’s cheesecake baking efforts. 🍰
THIS is the reason to have children. 😀 Continue reading “Current state: cake-less and reclined”
Here is proof that I put my week-long depression behind me with a recent selfie taken this morning. See? I’m upright, showered, dressed, awake.. 🙄
Does this look like a person who has not eaten any chocolate today?? 😂😂😂😛
Never mind. Let’s talk about something else… 😎 Continue reading “Kids and virtual friendships”
Continuation of Easter morning
We seem to have a problem with our guinea pigs.
After we feasted on our Easter breakfast, everyone went off to do their own thing.
I was sitting on my bed trying to finish reading an ebook that is due today. Since someone else had put it on hold it will disappear from my phone tonight and I’m only half-way through.
Anyway, my girl comes in and interrupts me. I look up and ask her what’s up. Continue reading “Lockdown Easter lunchtime”
No one is up. It’s only 7…
I have coffee. Continue reading “Lockdown Easter morning”
Yesterday, I decided to drop off a few things at my parents’ place 30 minutes west of my home.
Yesterday I taught my 12 year old how to make a full meal for a family of 4 with a frugal ingredients list. Continue reading “Pandemic cooking – stretching few ingredients into a family meal”
I wonder if Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) was invented by moms and dads who were raising small children among an ever-expanding sea of tiny, plastic toys… Continue reading “Obsessive compulsion”
“Let’s make Monkey Bread,” she said.
“I wanna bake,” she said. Continue reading “The Monkey Bread saga – part 1”
So we’re keeping sane being under house arrest. Mostly by doing creative things. Like cooking. And art. And perfecting the art of Call of Duty gaming. (I don’t know…ask a teenager.)
It’s funny, really, I read about lock-downs in many places across the globe and they’re all talking about school work being assigned to children.
MINE have NONE.