Punky Mama

This sums it up….

punkymama — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 15:39:42 +0000

If you have conservative views please no reason to read or watch ahead. Agree to disagree, ok.

This clip is truth based in comedy. Government please leave my body alone.

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I can’t wait to go to work. Oh adultland here I come!

The rare night out for dinner

punkymama — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 01:36:24 +0000

It is hard to eat out with Aaron but reading blogs by adults with food allergies has taught me that it is possible, even though it is always scary. We have most of the time stuck to chain restaurants because they have food allergy training for their staff. They are aware of cross contamination and things like that. I hate chain restaurants, they offend me in so many other ways, although they are a safe choice. Tonight eating out was a necessity. Our new dishwasher was delivered but my very DIY husband decided that he would install it. We have been without water in the kitchen since last night. He is supposed to install it when he gets home from work but due to a late meeting he is not even on his way yet, and it is 8:30 pm. I had seen my friend TaxGirl and her daughter heading over to this restaurant in the past. I decided to call them before visiting. I told them about our allergies and we discussed what Aaron could have. The person who answered the phone is a teacher and had food allergy training. He was very helpful. Usually I bring some safe food and he gets an order of fries, his absolute favorite. They let us bring in our own food for Aaron and were very understanding.

We biked over. Immediately some of the kitchen staff who were on break pointed out where we could leave our bikes out of sight. We sat on high stools in the bar area and the boys loved being so high up and looking at everything and everyone. They insisted I wanted to quit my bar job and start working there! They were lovely dinner companions. Ryan’s stomach is on the mend and he ate like a champ. While we ate Ryan mentioned he thought the couple behind us were on a date!! Ryan is fascinated with all matters to deal with dating rituals, marriage, weddings, and stuff that most eight year old boys hate. He said he thought they had probably just started dating because they were talking a lot and smiling. At the end of the meal, as we left, Ryan walked over to the couple and told them he thought they were “perfect for each other.” Gotta love a kid with no filter. The couple laughed,blushed, and thanked him.

My gentlemen matchmakers and I then rode off on our bikes into the too balmy for February night.

Just post a quarantine sign

punkymama — Tue, 21 Feb 2012 23:05:43 +0000

Here is the run down:

Aaron got a cold. I got the cold. Ryan got the cold. My husband got the cold. I got the cold again.

Aaron had the stomach virus. I got the stomach virus, Ryan now has the virus and had us up most of last night.

From the way it looks Aaron needs to be eliminated. ( I joke I joke)

I have been too close to home tending kids and not working. Thursday can’t come soon enough, my brain is turning to mush very quickly

The newest member of the polar bear club

punkymama — Tue, 21 Feb 2012 01:55:09 +0000

Today started off wrong. Ryan was off, Aaron was clingy, and I was wishing they were in school.

We had a play date scheduled with our old friend C and his son D. C has been my friend since before we were married and had kids. His son D and Ryan became friends as toddlers at a time when they used to call Aaron, “baby”. We tend to see them on federal holidays like Veteran’s Day or President’s Day.

We went to hike at Valley Green. We started with feeding the ducks. Ryan was insisting that he should be close to the water and trying to push Aaron or D in. I stopped all the boys and said, The water is very very cold. It could be very dangerous. In typical fashion, they ignored me.

We then went on a hike to a rope swing in the woods. C was pushing the boys on the swing and I was trying to explain that in the fall the water was much warmer and to be careful….SPLASH I turn around to see Aaron in the water!! His eyes were as big as saucers and C and I were there in seconds, there to scoop Aaron out. He screamed I am sooooooo cold!!! C and I quickly stripped off Aaron’s shirt and coat and put our sweatshirts on him. He was shivering. We were parked about half a mile away and Aaron with wet pants and shoes had to hike. Ryan hiked with him and put his arm around him protectively. Luckily, I am the anal Mom who always has a change of clothes in the car. I just leave the old diaper bag in the car with a change of clothes for each kid, a few bottles of water, and some raggy towels because, I have “those” kids who get muddy, wet, or have crazy accidents. I helped Aaron strip off his clothes and I dried him and he put on a clean pair of sweats with dry socks. Ryan went with C and D in their car so it was Aaron and I alone.

He was very quiet on the way home sitting in his car seat with his feet tucked up under him. Finally he said, I should of listened. Then he said, I know how the people on the Titanic died. It hurts to be cold. It really hurts.

I got him home, stuck him in a hot shower, and washed all of his clothes. There was no damage done. He is still freaked out and talked about it all night. He kept saying how glad he was he could swim. I thought the same thing.

My hands are still shaking.

hot adult fun

punkymama — Sun, 19 Feb 2012 23:03:16 +0000

It’s not what you think.

This weekend I took the boys to a birthday party. I was leaving my husband behind for a rare afternoon to himself at home. As I walked out he proclaimed, can you believe most people have families who want to spend time with their kids. Can you imagine what that would be like? I took that as a cue that we have not been out much together lately.

My appliances are dying one by one. Some slowly, some just keeling over with last gasps on holiday weekends. In the past year we have bought a fridge, a washer, repaired our dryer, and are in need of a garbage disposal and a dishwasher. I knew this was the weekend we needed to buy a dishwasher and garbage disposal. Instead of stressing on the purchase and dragging my sensory sensitive kid through a crowded store on a holiday weekend we called the sitter.

We first had lunch something allergic and not fit for consumption in my house. We chatted about the world and it was completely pleasant. Then alone hand in hand we quietly picked out a dishwasher and a garbage disposal. On the way home, my husband was not ready to go home. He kept saying lets go out for a beer or how ’bout a movie. The sitter would of been game but I had not left a meal for Aaron and even though I have the BEST sitter in the whole entire world, I would not want to leave him alone to be responsible for feeding Aaron. I let him feed what I leave for Aaron, but he is a sixteen year old boy who never lived with food allergies.

Now we are home. I made the kids fruit and juice smoothies and I made one just for Punkypapa with a little vodka in it.

We need to get my nephew neighbor nailed down on a date and go away for a weekend. It’s been too long.

Saturday

punkymama — Sun, 19 Feb 2012 00:33:27 +0000

Kinda queasy. Aaron still not right with his stomach. We are just laying low.

Five Green’s

punkymama — Sat, 18 Feb 2012 02:10:58 +0000

Its a huge day at my house. We are celebrating in a special way by going Bey Blade shopping this weekend. Five green’s mean that Ryan got a green light for behavior EVERY day at school this week. It is the first time this school year that he had good behavior so consistently and I am overjoyed. His teacher had a special treat for him. The aid in the class has been cheering him on all week. I am just so proud.

Ryan is on a uptick. His behavior everywhere has been more acceptable. He is having 50% less tantrums, is way more compliant all the time, has become helpful and more involved with family life, and generally is a kid that I am enjoying way more than I have in a long time. These good times happen. I want to relish every second of today like rolling a good wine over my tongue. Nothing is different. I have not suddenly become a magician to fix him. He is not doing any therapy that he hasn’t been doing for the last 9 to 10 months. The only thing different is we have been off epilepsy meds for 6 months and his new seat partner at school is a girl who was in both his kindergarten and first grade classes, when our lower grades had twenty or less kids. She is one of two kids in his class who are not new. Every day I wake up and wish this sweet Ryan is with us, not the combative Ryan who has inhabited my house since 2010.

Last weekend the boys actually played in Ryan’s room for about an hour, they were pretending Ryan’s bunk bed was a spaceship with lower and upper decks. No one screamed he hurt me or RYAN!!! STOP!!!. I sat in the dining room in earshot and read on my IPAD and drank tea. It sounds weird but usually I have to have them close to watch what is going on. The homework is taking half the time it was and we are studying a ton more. Ryan’s grades over the past two weeks have skyrocketed.

Sure there are still plenty of issues. Crowds freak him out and if I don’t get him away from the school before the masses of kids dismiss I get a swift kick in the shins and a freaked out kid. If he is too hot he can’t think, too cold he can’t think, and heck he got three time outs in karate tonight. Walking home he recognized what happened and we talked about it. We still have our issues but maybe I am growing more patience than I used to have. Maybe it is all of the above.

Lets hope sweet Ryan is here all weekend. We have our first birthday party invite of the school year. For him, I want it to go well.

Thursday Weirdness all over the place

punkymama — Fri, 17 Feb 2012 02:31:04 +0000

I didn’t work at the bar tonight because the Philadelphia Schools had half days Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday this week. This would of caused a great sleep deficit which is so much harder to deal with in the winter. Then my day started at 5am with a retching child. Then my husband who has a cold, was told by his co-workers to work from home because they were tired of ducking his sneezes. My routine and quiet was shattered and I spent most of the morning rocking a sick boy who is no longer a baby, but who still needs his Mom as my husband worked. I picked Ryan up at noon and we spent time studying and doing homework as Aaron rested. Finally as my husband finished working I handed the boys off to him since I have a project due tomorrow and we have yet another half day. The half days have been good for Ryan. In Ryan’s dream world he would prefer school all year round but he would have dismissal at noon daily. He likes when his life includes more Mom teaching at the dining room table and tons of physical activity in the afternoon and evening.

Another shocker of my day was how sad Aaron was when Ryan went off to school. He kept asking for him. As soon as I picked up Ryan he wanted to head home to his brother and he was very concerned how he was feeling. It was mega sweet.

I spent my evening knee deep in psychic blogs. Yeah I get paid to do that. Sheesh. I spend most of my time reading and rolling my eyes during this monthly project.

My question do schools know it is plain out mean to have days off and half days in February. Can’t we move Presidents Day and all the half days till the first week in June? Now that would be a decent use of school time!

Listen To Your Mother

punkymama — Thu, 16 Feb 2012 01:55:54 +0000

My dear friend Cecily and my new friend, Dresden, asked me a few months back if I would help them to get the Philly version of Listen To Your Mother off the ground. I said, yes and thought sure, it can’t be any harder than the bigger rock shows or events I have helped produce in the past. It is exciting to be working on a collaborative event. It’s nice to be dusting off my event planning, producing skills. I have to say I am intimidated a bit. Most of what I have done in the past had a certain amount of grit and this is more of an artists event. I am more of a fringe type Mommy blogger and I have more single male readers and child free readers than most Mommy bloggers because of my dive bar bartender job and my rock and roll past. Listening to Dresden and Cecily talk about their professional blogging gang and social media theories, leaves me in the dust but I am sure I have a ton to bring to the table. I have a fresh perspective since blogging is for me really still just a hobby, even though I do write SEO copy.

I am putting this press release here. This event is about Mothers. We are looking for people from all walks of life to write about Mothers. We are looking for diversity here. We envision all kinds of people participating.

Listen To Your Mother: Giving Mother’s Day A Microphone

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: CECILY KELLOGG, DRESDEN SHUMAKER AND JO-ANN ROGAN NAMED CO-DIRECTOR/PRODUCERS OF LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHER 2012: PHILADELPHIA

Local Blogger/Writers Cecily Kellogg and Dresden Shumaker were selected by the national production company Listen To Your Mother Show, LLC, (LTYM) to direct and produce a Philadelphia performance of the acclaimed Mother’s Day series of live readings. Cecily and Dresden were selected based on their online platforms, creative talent, community involvement, and their social media appeal and expertise. Cecily and Dresden then asked writer, bartender, and rock star Jo-Ann Rogan to join the team. Philadelphia was one of only 10 locations selected this year from a pool of interested cities for 2012.

LTYM features live readings by local writers on the beauty, the beast, and the barely-rested of motherhood, in celebration of Mother’s Day. Born of the creative work of mothers who publish on-line, each production is directed, produced, and performed by local communities, for local communities, with 10% of ticket proceeds benefiting a local non-profit cause. Beginning with one show in Madison, Wisconsin in 2010, five different cities hosted LTYM shows in 2011 and a national Mother’s Day movement was born.

LTYM is thrilled to announce BlogHer, Inc.’s continued National Media Sponsorship for 2012: BlogHer is the largest community of women who blog: 25+ million unique visitors per month, and hosts the world’s largest conference for women in social media –BlogHer.com/about

Cecily and Dresden are pleased to announce that auditions are currently open (by written submission and closing March 1st) for the performance scheduled to run on Friday, May 11th, at the William Way Community Center (1315 Spruce Street, Philadelphia, PA) at 7pm. The performances will be videoed to be shared with a national audience on LTYM’s youtube channel.

Cecily writes for Babble.com, works as a social media strategist and blogs at uppercasewoman.com. Dresden does PR and New Media at AboutOne.com, and she blogs at creatingmotherhood.com. Jo-Ann Rogan writes at Punkymama.com, and bartends at the legendary McGlinchey’s.

More information is available at the LTYMS national website www.listenyourmothershow.

For more information about the local production email LTYMphilly@gmail.com.

Happy Valentines Day

punkymama — Wed, 15 Feb 2012 01:23:25 +0000

Tonight my husband came home a little earlier than normal, that’s enough for me. I am off to snuggle and watch a movie. I don’t need a crazy show of love on Valentine’s Day just need to be loved everyday. I have a ton of stuff for tomorrow. Stay tuned!

Hope, fuck you

punkymama — Mon, 13 Feb 2012 23:47:01 +0000

This morning on the way back from Whole Paycheck, where I bought some box mix for vegan cookies, I got a call from Ryan’s case manager. She wanted to know again if we had been accepted for evaluation for Pervasive Developmental Disorder. I, for the 900th time, said yes and we will be getting a call in March for our April appointment. She then said they were doing the finishing touches on the new evaluation they are resubmitting to the Grand Poobah of TSS. I told her that I was going to be home and working all afternoon and to call if she needed any more details. She called again with a few more questions.

As I hung up my stomach sank. This is the 900th time I felt like we were closer to getting more help or more services that Ryan needs. This time it was different. I am expecting to fail again and to be mired in red tape until forever passes and Ryan squeaks by through life or winds up in jail. I have had enough of fighting for services, trying to get something out of a perpetually underfunded system that does not want to help a kid who has enough dysfunction to set off alarms but not dysfunctional enough to help for real. While I was on the phone the case manager wanted to schedule Ryan’s quarterly evaluation and I wanted to scream, Fuck you. Just another evaluation to tell us he has behavioral issues. Another evaluation to tell us that he is socially struggling. Another evaluation to tell us he needs help. Instead of telling me Ryan needs help why doesn’t someone actually start fucking doing something about it, besides me.

Hope. No, there is no hope allowed here anymore.

The baking disaster

punkymama — Sun, 12 Feb 2012 22:55:32 +0000

My easy vegan cookie recipe was an unmitigated disaster. I followed the recipe EXACTLY. I creamed the soy nut butter and the sugar forever and it got creamy and big. I zested, I measured with the precision of a chemist. I wound up with dough that never became dough, it was flavored flour. I couldn’t get the not dough to even form a ball to make a cookie. The recipe said to refrigerate the dough after you make a log with it. I refrigerated my flavored flour that I pushed into a heap. Two hours later I baked one small ball of the flour and it did not even make a cookie. It made crumbs. The best was the glee Aaron had when we added water to the dough and he played with it in the sink like it was playdough.

I told you all I am really not a baker who can use eggs and dairy but vegan baking bites me in the ass every time. Luckily, I have friends on facebook who offered up suggestions. I am not sure what I am going to do but I guess I am baking or something tomorrow.

Bring on the almonds, bitches (and the cashews and walnuts too)

punkymama — Sun, 12 Feb 2012 01:38:26 +0000

At the last food allergy testing we were supposed to skin test for some of the other nuts. For some reason It didn’t happen and Aaron had such a bad reaction to his allergens I thought, another time. The doctor did test his blood for almonds, walnuts, and cashews. It came back negative and the doctor suggested we have a trial at home with some almond butter when both parents were present.

Today I bought a little tub of almond butter, and a huge bag of smoked almonds for Punkypapa and I just in case it was really true. We both love nuts and having a nut free home is a trial for us. I gave Aaron a cracker with almond butter on it. He FREAKED out. Screaming, freaking out, full on, you are trying to kill me. I sat him down and said look, your tests say you are not allergic. I told him that I promised he would be ok, but he was not having it. Then came full on bribery. Aaron you can have a Jolly Rancher for every cracker with almond butter you try. He had one and we waited. Then he ate about six more, with jelly. He was fine. We all loved the almond butter and I have to say the little container I bought is near empty. Ryan is gleefully making plans to have almond butter and jelly everyday next week and Aaron admitted he would eat an almond butter sandwich. We had tried soynut butter but after a while we all grew tired of the slightly off taste. Almond butter does not have that taste, with it’s full on nutty goodness.

Onto baking. I am not the best baker in the world. It is not one of my favorite activities and I tend to suck at it. I have made the nastiest concoctions in my day, especially allergen free baking. Last year I took a simple recipe and botched it so badly the preschool had Oreo’s for Valentine’s Day. This year I am trying a simple vegan sugar cookie recipe that uses the lone container of soy nut butter that we haven’t been eating. SCORE! Please wish me luck or the kindergarten will be getting Oreo’s for their Valentine’s party too.

I found this blog today. I never thought food allergies could be so funny!

Making Lemonade

punkymama — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 01:54:19 +0000

This weekend my sister from New York was going to visit. She canceled because Aaron and I have a cold. I completely agree with her decision. My sister had non Hodgkin lymphoma in the late 80′s and the early 90′s, at that time her chances of surviving her cancer was about 30%. She had an experimental bone marrow transplant where she donated to herself after her bone marrow was treated outside her body with drugs. At 54 years old she is considered a “geriatric” bone marrow transplant survivor. The years of chemo and radiation has severely damaged her organs. In 2009 she caught pneumonia and became septic because of her depressed immune system. She was in a coma for about a month and most of her organs shut down, she had a heart attack, kidneys were functioning at 5%, she filled with fluid, on a ventilator for 65 days, and her skin turned black. Everything was affected except her brain. She survived with a 2% chance of survival. She works part time, has a very involved hobby, a son in college, and to help her lungs she walks four miles a day. The cold traveling around my house could kill my sister. We will see her when we are well.

Ryan had a seizure the morning of my Dad’s funeral in 2010. If we had to be in the hospital with Ryan it was good for us to be in New York. My family stepped in and took Aaron, trying to feed him, taking him to swim with my Mom, and making a relationship with him. I felt so fortunate to be surrounded by family at that time. Aaron forged this bond with the family in New York that Ryan never got the chance to create. Aaron sends my sister Peggy letters and she sends them letters back. She needed to be in this area and decided to spend a day with the boys. I called her this morning and said stay away. I could hear her husband in the background thanking me for not letting her come. He and I together saw her mostly dead and I never want to see that again.

Whenever we have a weekend without plans Aaron likes to make a list of what we are to do for the weekend. Tonight after getting over his disappointment over Peggy not coming we decided what to do with the weekend.

We are supposed to have a few inches of snow and live blocks from a hilly golf course so first up is sledding.

Yatzee

X Box

Aaron’s 100 project for the 100th day of kindergarten

Ryan’s piles of homework

I – pad game playing – my husband has one and so do I

Wii

Movie with the family

Playing in the bathtub and writing on the walls with bathtub paint

Pillow Fights

Puzzles with obstacle course. When Ryan was little before we found swimming we would put puzzle pieces by the front door but you had to run up two flights of stairs and jump over things to build the puzzle on the third floor in the spirit of the TV show Survivor.

Monopoly Jr

Operation

As we created this list as a family, my husband rolled around with the boys and exclaimed, ALL of this sounds fun!!

Yep, we are making lemonade out of our lemons this weekend.

Posts to share.

punkymama — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 14:52:12 +0000

Yesterday a friend forwarded this link to Perils of Divorced Pauline, and an article about Mother Blame and the Special Needs Child. Please go and read it. It put into words that every mother of a kid with “invisible” needs has gone through time and time again.

Over at Creating Motherhood she has had a series of post and guest posts debunking the myths of who benefits from state benefits. I found it a powerful series and I sent her a guest post this morning about what our state medical benefits mean for my boys.

Yesterday was my day to not feel alone on the internet.

Allergy News

punkymama — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 02:11:01 +0000

I got a call from the allergist about Aaron’s test results. The good news is his egg RAST and skin test is really decreased from last year and the allergist is hopeful about Aaron’s egg challenge in April. The rest of the news was not so good. Aaron’s RAST numbers and skin test both agree that Aaron’s allergies are getting more severe. His RAST numbers for milk, beef, pork, and peanut are a good ten points higher than last year and his skin reaction was also so much worse. I took this info with kind of a shrug knowing it just doesn’t change much in our world. Be careful. We are. Carry Epi-Pens and Benadryl everywhere we go. We do.

Then I got a call from our pediatrician’s partner who was in the office today, she does not know Aaron that well. She also saw Aaron’s results today. She didn’t read that they came from the allergist and she thought they were results from testing that happened in her office. She said to me she had never seen a kid with RAST numbers so high, she immediately called me because she wanted to make sure we were careful what we fed him, and we had Epi Pens on hand. I assured her we have been living with this for five years. She then asked me what I fed him and all the typical questions people ask about food allergies and feeding. She was impressed that I was so nonchalant about it, but I said food allergies are easy, follow the rules and you are fine. Behavior issues are so much worse because the rules change minute to minute.

Aaron left me a note on his whiteboard in his room tonight. It said, ‘Mom is my bist fiend.” I hope he forever stays so sweet whether he needs Epi Pens or not.

Friends

punkymama — Wed, 08 Feb 2012 02:04:57 +0000

School as you all know, is full of landmines for Ryan. Usually by the end of the day he is so happy to be out of there and free. Usually we chat while we walk home, other times he and Aaron literally bounce off the small stone and concrete walls in front of the houses we pass on the way home. Most days as we pass the front of the school Ryan’s oldest friend S is standing outside waiting for his ride to his after school program. Somedays Ryan runs up to S, sometimes we don’t see S, and he sneaks up on us. Today he had a book and he wanted to show it to Ryan. Whenever S and Ryan interact outside of school Ryan smiles ear to ear the whole time. S and Ryan have a long history, they have been friends since Ryan was 20 months old and S was 14 months. Ryan and S have had their share of fights and run ins over the years, S is a sensitive kid and Ryan is not the best with the social niceties at times. Ryan and S’s interactions have changed this year. S looks at Ryan differently with new found patience and understanding. He knows Ryan is a bit different and quirky, and may not always make the best decisions, but he likes him anyway. To Ryan this relationship is invaluable. After a long day in a class where Ryan does not get along with most of the kids, S is like a breath of fresh air. He brings a normalness to our daily life that is refreshing.

Moral of the story. Real friends love you warts and all.

Fluffy and sweet like pop music

punkymama — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 01:53:37 +0000

My day has been fluffy and sweet like pop music. It is a rarity. Everything went right. Public welfare started my morning with a phone call to tell me they finally figured out via the paperwork I brought them that Aaron, in fact does not have secondary insurance. Presto, the flurry of medical bills that have been arriving will now disappear. I went hiking with a friend, then came home to do the usual cook, laundry, work routine.

I picked up the kids and we did the homework. Ryan had more than usual because of a big math test tomorrow. He was a trooper and did the review on his own! Since swim team is over till stroke and turn clinic starts on March 1st, we took a bike ride to a park because in my sweet fluffy land there is no winter, nor is there global warming. We played on the swings, rode bikes, and played a rousing game of hide and go seek. We stayed at the park until a bright fat full moon rose up over the trees.

We came home and ate dinner and I actually had the time to clean up. The kids got ready for bed and asked to revive an old tradition called “tickle time”. We used to do this when Ryan was first diagnosed with ADHD. If the boys put on their PJ’s, and brushed their teeth I would run after them madly fulfilling the boys need to be wild at bedtime. We were crazy running about laughing and tickling.

My works too late husband actually arrived in time to see the boys before bed and tuck them in. He and I chatted as he ate his dinner. Now I am back to work. I actually have to write a guest blog post titled, “Top 5 Celebrity Couples Bound to Break Up”. Yeah, it does not get any fluffier than that. May tomorrow be a day with more substance.

Sunday Sunday

punkymama — Sun, 05 Feb 2012 21:57:59 +0000

Over here at Casa de Punkymama we are a pretty over scheduled lot. My husband works far away, and long hours. The boys thrive on a tight schedule and choose to have swimming or karate six days a week, on top of schoo,l and the mountains of homework we do with Ryan. Between all my jobs I work almost full time and do a majority of the childcare, special needs advocacy, and I volunteer at school more than once a month.

Today was all about us. My dear, dear husband let me sleep in after working so late and went way out of his way to get Ryan’s homework and both boys school Valentines done, a mind blowing ten days early. Ryan and my husband cleaned and straightened as Aaron and I went food shopping and to the produce store. The kids got some alone time with a parent and learned that we need to get chores done at times. When I returned we tackled the big allergen free cooking we do every few weeks.

We are going to skip the Stupid Bowl and maybe instead play some Wii bowling and have a bar b que. Days like this are too few and far between this winter but just so sweet.

Nope

punkymama — Sun, 05 Feb 2012 02:34:17 +0000

…A long swim meet, a ton of homework, a little nap, and wifi at work that I can’t connect to has punkypapa posting what I tell him via text….See y’all tomorrow….