(Note: This post includes a spoiler regarding the book “The Ramen King and I” by Andy Raskin.) On Sunday evening — or maybe it was Monday morning, I’ve got a serious case of beach brain after a week, and can’t be trusted with such details – I sat down at the desk with the corner-of-the-eye ocean […]

Happy birthday, dear Annabelle. Here she was on the proper day, July 10, on the beach — where she’s celebrated all but 2 of her birthdays.

From the moment we pulled up at the drive-in, all I wanted to do was belt out, Stranded at the drive-in./Stranded a fool./What will they say — Monday at school? And so I did (with apologies to John Travolta). The good thing is, the monsoon winds were blowing so loudly, no one could hear. I […]

So after the pizza, we got frozen yogurt. There’s been some debate over whether pizza technically qualifies as junk food. I suppose not. (And I forgot about Annabelle’s cotton candy when I wrote that, so the weekend was shot, in any case.) You can argue about the relative health merits of fro yo, as well. […]

I swore I wouldn’t blog til I was done with my day job deadlines. That went about as well as swearing not to let the girls have any junk food this weekend. At least we made it to Sunday night.

Last night, the sleep lineup went like this: Me, Annabelle, Sophie. I sent Ray to a different bedroom. No room. About 15 minutes in, there was an enormous clunk. Sophie was fine, but on the floor. So then the sleep lineup changed to: Annabelle, Sophie, Me. As usual, Sophie kicked me ALL NIGHT. She flailed […]

Three days a week, all summer, Sophie’s hanging with Courtney. We love her. (Not sure if I’ve already blogged about her, but she deserves another entry, for sure.) Courtney is a special ed major at Arizona State, so wise beyond her 21 years. She’s slid seamlessly into our household – not bothered if she arrives in […]

I just couldn’t do it.