Tag: Plans are for sissies.

  • It’s National Intention Deficit Disorder Awareness Week! (I meant to tell you sooner.)

    Last week, I mentioned on Facebook that my husband believes he suffers from Intention Deficit Disorder. Greg just told me he has Intention Deficit Disorder. Now, if we discover that Intention Deficit Disorder runs in our family, that would explain a LOT of things, you guys. Like the filth. And most of the squalor. (We…

  • My children are Not Very sick, and I have THINGS to do.

    Four-fifths of my children are home sick today. They’re not very sick. They’re just sort of sick, living in that strange place between being really sick and perfectly healthy. I bet you know the place. Don’t you? It’s that place in the school handbook that reads, “Please keep your children at home for at least 24 hours…

  • Bunny Cake (UPDATED: Football Cake, too!)

    On Easter Sunday, for as long as I can remember, our family serves two things: a risen Savior bunny cake And woe betide the person who tries to separate us from either. Earlier this week on the Five Kids Facebook page, just in time to make your Easter grocery shopping list, I let you in on…

  • PULL!

    This weekend has not gone at all according to plan. Not at all, not at all. This weekend, in fact, was just like skeet shooting where My Plans were played by clay pigeons, neatly queued and eager to fly, and the Weekend was played by a sharp-shooter named Bud with a quick and accurate trigger…