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Better Than Boogers
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Over breakfast one morning, my three-year-old, deep in thought, looks me in the eye and declares, “Mom, I love you better than boogers.” That, for me, summed up what it's like to be the mother of little boys.
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Christmas in Boogerland
Here's how you know that it's the holiday season in my house:1. Every morning I've been woken by Mo. "Mom! What number is it today?"I give him the date and his little feet patter away, sometimes with his brother in tow. I can hear them on the steps a...
Getting old, sort of
This weekend I turned 33. I don't usually feel old or whine about birthdays, but this one hit me a little stronger than most. I think it's because I remember when I was a kid and my uncle turned 33. And he was a grown-up.Does that make me a grown-up ...
Mom\'s cold computer
Mo: Mom, why's your computer always so cold?Me: My computer isn't cold.Mo: Yes, it is. You tell me all the time.Me: What do I tell you all the time?Mo: You know, when you turn it on. It's always cold.Me: Hunh?Mo: You always tell me to wait for the co...
The mystery of the missing tape: Solved
Winter showed up in full force in Boogerland this week. On Tuesday and Wednesday it dumped a foot and a half of snow on us. And then it turned bitter cold (it's -2 as I write this).Today one of my projects was to put plastic over all the windows to h...
Ah, the smell of the season
The other day at Target, as I was loading my things onto the conveyor belt (or as Mo says, the container belt), I caught a whiff of my garbage bags.I did a double take.Sure enough, they were vanilla scented.I found this hilarious. Still do, actually....
Oh, you better watch out
Mo has a new fascination: Santa Clause.And what's most interesting to him about Santa isn't the presents. Or the fact that he has flying reindeer or travels up and down chimneys. The big deal for Mo is that Santa's watching him. I think it genuinely ...

