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sleep over…
yesterday was a fun-filled shmorgesborg chalk full of excitement and surprise. I began my day the same way I have for the past week, soar throat, crusty nasal cavities and chapped lips. I open my mouth to say “good morning.” to my husband and instead a 85 year old, transvestite, smoker comes out to greet…
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P.T.C, a perplexing disease…
I must admit, I don’t believe my other two kids ever did this! when I walked into the livingroom the other day, I caught Zander peeing onto his pull-up that he had just stripped off of himself and threw on the floor. as if it was a urinal. (screaming, ecstatically) “Zander, what are you doing???!!!!!”…