A couple weeks ago, our family got out of the house, packed up the baby paraphernalia into the minivan, and drove down to Fiddler’s Pond. It doesn’t have any fiddlers … Continue reading The Stroller Analogy
Month: September 2018
Leaving the Farm, Milking Cows, & Vinegar Baths
“Sure, that looks easy.” I gingerly positioned my butt in the middle of the rickety wooden stool and balanced myself by leaning my head against the cow’s thick, wooly hide. Then I grabbed that dangling, fleshy udder and squeezed as hard as I could. A little drop plinked into the bucket.
We Officially Passed 20% Support!
Thanks to two new monthly support pledges last week, we are at 20.42% support! This is fantastic and we’re so excited to be seeing momentum like this. In September so … Continue reading We Officially Passed 20% Support!
Janice, she’s the she for me
Happy 3rd Anniversary, Janice! I’m happy I married you. Hopefully this “poem” doesn’t cause you to regret that decision… Janice, she’s the she for me She’s the one for me, … Continue reading Janice, she’s the she for me
Eggs in the Toaster
Friday I had to babysit while Janice went out to eat with some of friends. I’m not complaining because another friend of her’s had dropped off a big bowl of … Continue reading Eggs in the Toaster
The Miracle of Life and the Madness of Pregnancy
One thing I learned about pregnant women, or pregnant Janice’s at least, is that they have superhuman smelling.
Almost Heaven, West Virginia…
Last weekend we hopped in the family Caravan and made a beeline for the most inhospitable patch of wilderness West Virginia has to offer. Well, probably not the most inhospitable. … Continue reading Almost Heaven, West Virginia…
