“Hey, momma,“ Ren said, which is how he starts almost every exchange with me, “Hey momma…hey, momma…hey, momma…hey, momma,” and he will keep repeating himself until I say, “Yes, Ren.”
Read MoreRen asked me, “Can we watch normal TV?” I said, “Sure,” and I hand him the remote.
Read MoreWe harvested and dried some of our garden peppers, the really hot ones, the hotter-than-hell-fire peppers. Then B put them into the spice grinder and made a powder, seeds and all.
Read MoreB and I heard Ren jump out of his bed and land hard on the floor. “Uh oh.”
B said, “Pretend you’re asleep.”
On our staycation, we decided to take one night at a hotel and visit Knoebels Amusement Park in central Pennsylvania as part of Ren’s 6th Birthday Celebration...
Read MoreRen was taking much too much time getting ready for school one morning last week. Instead of getting his clothes on, he was lying on the floor playing with his toys. I stepped into room, opened his drawers and pulled out clothes for him to wear.
Read MoreLast week was a tough week. Two phone calls from two different teachers in regard to Ren’s behavior. A chat with the bus driver, and a note send home from Ren’s substitute.
Read MoreB was standing in the kitchen with a large red apple in his hand. He smiled, winked at me, and began to twist the stem, “A…B…C…D…
Read MoreLast Thursday morning, Monkey Boy was very adamant about not going to school. He stripped off his pajamas and squatted on the top step of the stairs, “I am not going to stupid school today! I hate school.”
“I’ll tell you what, Ren, let’s make a deal,” I said.
I walked into the middle of a conversation between The Girl and Monkey Boy,”…Ren you peed twice outside today,” Ash accused.
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