Wednesday, October 27, 2010


Things I learned, or taught, while in NC:

1. This is Buddy. He's high strung. He loves you. He will follow you wherever you go. If you move one tiny muscle he's in your face. Therefore: Don't move, or even breathe too hard unless you want a poodle facial. Take off your shoes so he doesn't always think you're about to take him for a walk. Love him, pat him, and give him cookies for he is a good boy.

2. Giant lollipops with chewy chocolate centers are not a good idea for a 2 year old. "Here Comes Trouble" indeed. (Hi Buddy.)

3. Small knives are calling "paring" knives and should not be used for chopping vegetables. This is a chef's knife. It's big, sharp, and gets the job done in half the time. Don't be scared.

4. It's not the size of the boy that determines the height of the swing, it's the fear of the boy that's pumping. Can you see who held back and who ain't scared of nothin'?

(Oh, BTW. For all of you moms, etc, that warn your children not too swing too high or they may go over the bar, that is completely UNTRUE. And silly. You'd have to push your child at minimum 57 mph to achieve a 360 spin. But don't take my word for it. Click here. Myth BUSTED!)

5. Dressing up in Grandma's dresses is fun. And you girls look smashing. But it's kinda weird when the oldest, Coral age 11, is mature enough to look good, not silly, in her "dress-up" clothes. Weird as in an I'm-freaking-getting-old kind of way.

6. It takes a village to raise a child. I miss my village!