On a 3 day Gender Bender

This says it all right now.

His past 3 days: Leisurely drive to the Keys on his motorcycle with friends. Shenanigans and hijinks for 2 days and 2 nights. Leisurely drive home from Keys. Go to work. Play 9 holes of golf at friend's country club.

Her past 3 days: Babysit toddler with premature terrible 2's syndrome. For 2 days straight. Laundry. Lots. Household errands including: garbage set out and retrieval, pick up paint for touch ups in family room, replace special halogen light bulbs that take much more than just a turn of the base into the socket. More laundry. Grocery shopping and homemade soup making. Two classes worth of case analysis, quiz studying and discussion contributions. Answering questions from him like "whats the matter with you?" and this classic jewel: "so, did you enjoy your time alone while I was away?"

Nap Time

After I get past the magnitude of the horror that took place from the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius some 2088 years ago, I look at this photo I took at the ruins of Pompeii and just want to slip a comfortable pillow under his neck. For his stone nap.

When my brother was a tot, he would protest nap time by telling my mother that he didn't want to take a schluffy. While we aren't really sure where this schluffy word came from, we think it is a derivative of the German word for sleep...Schlaf.

I love a good schluffy. The Mr. is a master schluffer. The Wudgie has a hard time with schluffinating on weekends but that doesn't stop her mother from trying to put her down for a regular, scheduled schluff. Ironically, by all reports the Wudgie excels at schluffing at school.

My favorite schluff equipment? This buckwheat filled organic cotton pillow.

Gute Nacht.....Sweet Schluffies to you

Climbing the Family Tree

Four generations of women. Thats us on the right left. Thats me holding the Wudgie with Wudgie's mother behind me and my mother along side of me. Thats a lot of mother in one photo. Just ask the Mr.