I made writing to you a priority ever day for ReLent — you know; ReLent, which is “Lent Again” for those of us who forgot to do it the first time around. Whenever possible, minus a few extraordinary circumstances along the way, I’ve kept my promise. Writing drivel at times, yes. And using a very liberal interpretation of “extraordinary circumstances” because I believe to my toes that you, like me, know that “can’t keep going” and “need rest” and “have to watch Outlander” count as extraordinary. ...
I saw this yesterday and I immediately thought of you.
Not because you’re really bad at punctuation, but because I LOVE YOU.
“I love you with ALL MY BUTT. I would say heart, but my butt is bigger.”
This is a true truth, friends.
As true a truth as I know.
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL THE BREADTH OF MY GIGANTIC BUTT. And I hope you feel at least somewhat comforted by that. I know I do. Because I grew this butt myself, and our community grew this love together, so this makes strange sense to me. Strange and beautiful, beautiful sense. ...
My friend, Bethany, is a sailor.
Like a Spend-a-Year-Raising-Kids-on-a-Sailboat kind of sailor.
Like a Navigate-From-Oregon-to-Mexico-and-Back kind of sailor.
Like a Knows-What-a-Boom-Is and How-to-Build-a-Dinghy kind of sailor.
A SAILOR sailor, you know?
Bethany and I were trying to find a restaurant tonight with Jen, Jenn and Heidi.
I was in charge of navigating, which was, of course, a terrible mistake because I was going by memory which — HAHAHA — I don’t have anymore. ...
It’s time for a new edition of 5 Quick Questions!
5 Quick Questions are a Sometime Tradition here on the 5 Kids Blog. This is my opportunity to get to know you better, and it’s one of the best things we do here because it turns out you are very good at truth-telling, friends.
To those of you who used the last few volumes to delurk, it’s wonderful to meet you! And to those of you who’ve been around a while, mucking about in this space and putting your feet on the furniture? You’re always rad. Thank you. ...
I’m going to hit you with some new news here, and it may be shocking, so brace yourselves.
Here we go.
Sometimes you are NOT crazy.
Now, I know. I know. Believe me, I know. We parents are crazy most of the time. We are out of our ever-loving minds, in fact. And I’ve written about being crazy here and here and here and here and here, into infinity. We are NUTS, and I’m not denying it. I’m really not. ...
Abby and I traveled safely to and from Japan, despite flinging ourselves across the Pacific Ocean – TWICE – in a tin can suspended 30,000 feet above the Earth, which feels a lot like a miracle.
Abby and I LOVED Japan. We did. We had a blast doing all the Usual Tourist Things.
We went to the Fish Market on a bicycle tour.
We did yoga in the rain. ...
This is a Spaghetti Sandwich.
It’s an enriched, bleached, white wheat roll stuffed with spaghetti noodles and red sauce; simple carbohydrates wrapped in simple carbohydrates, and, I think we can all agree, nutritionally deficient GENIUS.
GENIUS, I tell you.
You would think this kind of innovation came from America.
It’s our legacy. ...