Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Do You Want to Build a Snowman? It Doesn't Have to be a Snowman.

Nora's equivalent to Anna asking Elsa to build a snowman is asking me to draw with her. So, it was fitting to draw our favorite Frozen characters.

Nora, of course, loves all the characters.

Hopefully, you can guess who my favorite is.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Nora and I Drew Each Other - September 2014

We were in a bit of a hurry when we did these, but Nora asks often if we can draw together. Sometimes, I make time to actually do it.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

WARNING: Not for the Weak Stomach. This Happened.

Over the past few weeks, we, as a family, have been riddled with all kinds of sicknesses. It's been kind-of ridiculous, but we were all on the verge of getting better. Thee of the five of us have been on antibiotics, and things were starting to look less miserable.

Today started out as such a nice, little Sunday. We woke up (REALLY early, daylight savings time just ended, and the kids don't care about that). We went to church. We raked some leaves. The boys took a nap. Then, Henry woke up and was moving very slowly.

We handed him a bucket.

Not long after that, he perked up and asked for some Goldfish. I obliged (but also asked, "Are you sure about that, little buddy?").

Shortly after the snacking, I decided to bathe all the kids before dinner. (They had all dove into some filthy leaves earlier in the day and looked like something that came out of an old chimney. So, it needed to happen.)

I probably should've been at the ready when Henry asked the question, "Hey, Mom. What happens if you throw up in the bath?"

Just after pulling Henry out of the tub, Henry ran around the corner (out of the bathroom, of course), and this happened in the hallway. On carpet.

Note that he is puking ONTO the dog that is eating his vomit. Everett and I watch in horror.

I kid you not, as the kid was between heaves, he turned his head to say to Willis and me, "Are you guys going to eat dinner without me!?"

Then, he cried when all we gave him was dry toast.

After this scene (and cleaning it up), I had to sit down for a few minutes to recuperate. I was touch and go for awhile. I'm still a little borderline reliving the scene, honestly. I had to document it, though. This is classic stuff.

So, by the way, this is why I don't have new carpet.

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Potty Training, Carpet Staining

My littlest has taken quite well to potty training so far. Actually, it probably shouldn't be called potty training. Let's just call it potty letting in my house. The word training assumes that I'm actively doing something to help my son along in this process. The reality is, I just forget to put pants on him.

In fact, this kid is so enthusiastic about potty training, he takes care of his potty himself . . .

. . . by running the full bucket, across the house, to the big toilet. (Do you like my censorship!? Haha!)

My middle child did the same thing, too, but back then, we didn't have carpet on every single floor surface like we do here.

So, I'm pretty glad we haven't, um, replaced the old carpet yet. Clearly.

Saturday, August 10, 2013


This morning, I was tasked with sweeping our very large driveway so that Willis could seal it when he returns from work. It sounds simple enough, but with three kids, it isn't. I don't know what it is about a kid and a broom, but there is some magical force that actually makes them stand where sweeping needs to happen—even if there's hundreds of square feet of available space surrounding.
"Hey, buddy. Could you stand not there?"

Tuesday, June 18, 2013


Whoopsie. I guess it's been over a year since I've even had time to sit down and sketch the chaos. Believe me, though, I've got a ton of material stored up in my mind vise. I'm hopin' to have time to crush it.

In the meantime, random stuff like this happens on occasion with my drawing-obsessed 5-year-old.

We were drawing each other. She was super serious. She chose my colors.

Good times! Hopefully, there will be more. Soon.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

For Dudes: How to Be Adorable

I don't talk a lot about my husband on Facebook or blogs, etc. That's usually because I'm trying not to embarrass the bejabbers out of him. Plus, we generally do a pretty good job about communicating with each other, you know, verbally.

However, in this particular instance, I feel that it is my humanitarian duty to share with potential fathers/husbands some important skills on how to be completely adorable (and awesome). Because Willis is just that.

(I know. Gross. Sorry.)

It's important information, though. Pay attention.

First off, work hard at your day job, but make your family a priority. Spend time with your wife and your kids. (I didn't feel like that necessarily warranted a picture, but it's a major point.)

Secondly, and I know it's totally cliché, but change your kids' diapers. Seriously. Even if they are cloth diapers. Just do it. The ladies will notice. Poo is gross, but if you wash your hands afterward, it won't kill you.

Secondly, try to at least learn to cook, and actually do it. Even on a week night. Even if you worked all day. Even if it's just grilled cheese. (Willi's actually quite good at cooking, now, by the way, but I digress.)

And the most adorable thing a guy can do on this earth? Load up all of the kids and take them to the grocery store for a serious, real grocery run while Mom gets to stay back and accomplish a couple of things . . . and maybe take a shower. (Mom may even do something others would consider "manly" like mow the lawn or something. You never know.)

Oh, and for extra credit, do all of those things in one day sometimes. That's hot.

Bookmark it, boys.