Putting the she in shenanigans

One broke girl

Today at work I broke the internet. Maybe it was the posting here after a long time not posting here that did it, or maybe it was the fact that I seem to be leaving a trail of destruction behind me for the last day and a half, with flash floods, broken glass, wardrobe malfunctions, etc. Who knows. Either way, I’m pretty sure the blame goes to me for the three and a half hours that our whole side of the university had no access to web or phones. I locked myself out of my office first thing when I arrived in the morning, and it was like pushing down the first disaster domino. Clearly, things were amiss in my chakra. Aura? Chi? Something. Tomorrow I plan to do all the normal things, normally. Universe: get the memo.

I was going to write three paragraphs but I’m rusty at this

Who is this whirling dervish and where is my baby

Max, man. He is into all the things. All. Of them. And he does everything at lightning speed. I can’t tell if he’s faster than our other kids were with his rampant michievousity, or if we’re just old and slow now that we’ve been through two other toddlerhoods. Probably the latter. But dadgum he’s so cute. I can’t even deal with it sometimes, that crooked gap-toothed smile and the swirly curled head of hair. I get it now, moms of yesteryear. This is why you call those last kids “my baby” until they are grey and wrinkly and enrolling in AARP. Ok, fine. I will join your club.







1 Allen { 07.23.13 at 9:45 am }

My quality of life has just jumped a few notches. Welcome back!

2 Darth { 07.26.13 at 9:38 am }

Having not seen Max between January and July: WHAT A DIFFERENCE! He is an amazing kid and really lucky to have two older siblings who dote on him.

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