Five Minutes' Worth of Kid Quotes

Five minutes ago, overseeing Roo washing her hands, I admonished her, "Honey you don't need to use so much soap! That's wasting."

She looked up at me with stern brow furrowed. "Kids gotta do what they need to do!" she informed me emphatically.

Now I'm sitting at the dining room table as O. makes imaginary scenarios on the living room couch with his thirty-six (but who's counting?) silly bandz, and he calls in to me "Mom, come admire what I did!"

It's their world. We just live in it.

Where Are All Those Posts I Wrote?

I can't believe I haven't posted in over a month. I could swear I've posted at least three times since this last "update on my pukey family" post. That's because I think so much about a post in my head, convinced I'll get fifteen minutes sometime soon to transpose it from my brain to the internets. But then that (apparently) does not happen. Ah, the posts that never were.

Hopefully, I will be posting in earnest soon. In the mean time, here's 4 minutes and 33 seconds of silence for you, to still the craziness of this modern world:


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(That's my visual representation of 4 minutes and 33 seconds. Now wasn't that lovely? And avant-garde?)