Whether things are going well, or whether they are going to hell, I will stop by my favorite toy store for a pick me up. INTENSE amounts of stress squishies and Thinking Putty (my favorite 😍), and tons of games and fidgety gadgets, big and small. Candy…did I mention candy? Far more interesting than Plastic Fantastic Toys ‘r Us. I got some fun stuff to take up North this weekend (makes driving easier says the ex-smoker), and some new games for when I get home at the end of August. Ex.Ci.Ted!! Continue reading “Wonda’land!”
I LOVE this!!…
My daughter has been having some uncharacteristic outbursts lately. Unreasonable relative to her typically logical personality. She’s not so soft spoken, she’s opinionated. But she’s determined and soft hearted. Reasonable. Continue reading “Gah! Tears!”
High on invention from a week at science camp, my daughter asked me last minute to take her by one of her favorite places before she got dropped with mom. Continue reading “No One Scraps Mr. Roarke!”
I’ve had a lot of space to think this summer. Too much if anyone would ask, but…I’m willing to admit, here in my old age, that may have been part of the problem to begin with.
So…I’m going to embrace it. Instead.
There’s a cute magazine I get my daughter at Toys R Us called Animal Tales. Lots of quizzes and facts which she loves, stories, crafting, and subjective opinion “voting” for random things like “would you rather live in a bird’s nest or a wolf den?” Her answer was ‘a nest because it’s high and airy, and caves are like, ya know, dark and small‘. I said, “wouldn’t you be afraid to live with wolves?” Well, no, because apparently in this scenario, there are no animals living in their own homes. Just empty real estate. Continue reading “Venomous!? I Think You Mean FAB-U-LOUS!!”