The other day Mrs. FWL found an active wasp nest growing above our porch, so that night I destroyed it. When I came back into the house, she was a little saddened that I had killed the wasps with bug spray as they slept. What else was I supposed to do? Read more
Traveling has always been an important part of me and Mrs. FWL’s relationship. Some trips were a simple drive up the boring I-5 to Northern California, while others were far more complicated, like our honeymoon through five major European cities. But every trip has created memories, some better than others, that I hope Isabel has the opportunity to make.
The whole family has been battling foggy heads, stuffy noses, nasty coughs, and general crappyness. What a wonderful way for Mrs. FWL to begin her summer break, right?!
If you’ve spent any time around here lately, you’ll know that Isabel is now a toddler. And like all toddlers, the odds of her eating half of her meal, let alone finishing it, are about 54328 to 1. In other words, zero. However, whereas adults are told not to “drink” their calories, I have less of a problem with Isabel drinking hers.
I’m pretty sure it has been scientifically proven that toddlers are devils – selfish, loud, messy, moody, lovable devils. And they do lots of things that adults consistently wish they could.
But, they do one thing that many adults have a hard time doing. It’s a simple thing. Super simple actually.
Mama: What’s that on the wood?
Papa: It’s just distressed and weathered.
Mama: Sometimes I feel distressed and weathered.
Parenting will do that to you, especially after a tough day.
A day that was missing one crucial piece.