Author: Kelly Dalgety
When I was your age . . .
Last week, on the way home from school, my oldest started yet another round of the game I’ve come to view with both humor and dread — I like to call it “Mom, how old were you when…
What have you made today?
One of my sewing friends recently drew my attention to the fact that we both have a pile of unsewn material. Guilt. No, actually it was more of a realization that we can’t justify buying…
Merry Christmas . . . or something
I figure that if etiquette allows a bride 1 year from the date of the wedding to send a thank-you note for a wedding gift, I can at least squeeze in a ‘Merry Christmas’ post…
Christmas Classics — cell phone edition
With the holidays approaching we’ve been spending a lot of time thinking and talking about some of our favorite seasonal memories of the kids. One that always makes me laugh is the story of Hanna’s…
The Perfect Birthday
Today the little red-head (who refers to herself almost exclusively as “a type of pixie”) turns 7. Somehow 7 just seems so much older than 6. 6 is well, one step away from 5, and…
No shots for 24 hours and counting
Yesterday marked the beginning of Hanna’s insulin pump start. For anyone who doesn’t know, Hanna’s pump will deliver insulin to her via a tiny site (about the size of a quarter) that has a small,…
Clean Lambie
Last weekend we needed to wash Spencer’s lambie — a task I tend to put it off as long as possible despite my germphobia due to the disasterous consquences should anything go awry during the washing process….
Chloe’s big day
The time has finally come for Chloe to start her saline trial — wait, who’s Chloe? No, we didn’t have another baby since my last post, Chloe is Hanna’s doll who graciously allowed us to…
Thank-you, Smart People
No. Not the movie. The really, really smart people. This article is a fantastic example of what smart people are capable of. I highlighted the bits I care about the most, but honestly, I’m just…