Yesterday we all gathered at Sister #3’s house in honor of Mother’s Day. For those you not in Minnesota, yesterday (and most of today) was really fucking hot. Like 90+ degrees hot. For most of…
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24 Hours of Tibbles: Hour 8, the Fart Jamboree
After we dined on pizza, I forced all five of them to go outside. I made them run from the garage to the swingset three times in an attempt to get them to expend some…
Sweet Caroline
“I can’t wait to show this to Caroline.” Max climbed into Ruby’s front seat clutching a Ranger Rick sticker he had just gotten in the mail. It said he was a junior member of the…
Actual Factual Toilet Repair
Jaycie and Max were perched at the bar at the bowling alley. It was about 9:30 in the morning. The Stink was keeping score for the Sloppy Joe Bowling Tournament, and I was feeding the…
It is still dark when you wake up at 5:30 a.m. to babysit
Max is at the computer wearing a shirt that says ‘Blame My Sister’ and playing Webkinz. He’s singing a song that goes a little something like this, Bubba Petunia, Bubba Petunia, Bubba Petunia’s HERE! Bubba…