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I’ve been told it’s quite common not to be able to recognize your own features in your children, and up until last Christmas I’d been so fuzzy on the subject that I had convinced myself that Emma must look like me simply because she has the EXACT same hair coloring I did at that age.… Read More Adorkable
Naps here have been a thing of the past for oh, gosh. Three months? Six? That’s one of those things that I really wish I’d written down when it happened, but I hung on to the hope that “My God, they have to sleep ONE OF THESE DAYS, right?” so long that it all got hazy and confused… Read More What Do We Want? Sleep! When Do We Want it? NEVER.
Today we are all sick. It started on Sunday with Emma’s runny nose. As it slowly wore the rest of us down, a very particular set of blankets began to appear yesterday. Blankets they’d never used before. Not their loveys. Not their backups. No, at some point they opened a drawer in Emma’s dresser and specifically chose these. Aunt Margie made them last… Read More Sick Day
Yeah. THIS ONE. Look in those eyes and tell me that’s not the kind of trouble that grows up knowing how to bite people in the ass without them ever having a clue as to where it came from. She’s gonna be fun.
The weather in Seattle so far has been nearly IDENTICAL to three years ago – in that it’s been wet, cold and gross for all but a handful of days. So much so, that it’d be easy to feel depressed that life here goes completely unchanged, but, wait, oh HEY, look at this. And then? LOOK AT THIS: “So I sez… Read More Mabel, Midge and Marge, Revisited
Technically, it was twelve degrees outside when this shot was taken. It’s our second Santa-op attempt in as many weeks, and regardless of the amount of happy holiday materials we’ve paraded before her, Ashley has established a staunch no-Claus zone. I have a feeling this may turn out hilariously badly for her at next week’s… Read More Minus One
Wednesday October 30th. Maas Residence. Approximately 2:35pm. Naptime has been underway for forty-five minutes. Two children, Sarah and Ashley, have been put to bed about twelve times. This is the thirteenth. Me: “ALL. RIGHT. YOU TWO. I AM *OUT*.” *Deep Breath* Me: “This is THE LAST TIME I’m coming in here until nap is over. Keep your BUTTS in… Read More The Scaling
Even though our Multiples Club has organized a trip to the local pumpkin patch every year since they were born, combinations of illnesses and/or bad weather have kept us from taking Ashley, Sarah & Emma for the past 3 years. (Breaking News: Seattle in the fall is COLD AND DISGUSTING.) This year we finally made… Read More The Pumpkin Great