- Why not start things off with my column from two weeks ago, wherein I discuss the competition between me and my daughter.
- And then follow up with my nearly-stopped-wavering on the More Kids issue. Because I think there is this spectrum, with Individual Attention for Each Kid at one end and My Alone Time/My Alone Time With My Husband at the other. With each additional child something has to give. You’re either going to take time away from one of your existing kids or you’re going to take time away from you and your spouse. For our family, I think we’ve just about hit the right spot on the spectrum.
- I never dug her bits about beauty creams or fashion at the end of each Lucky issue, but I really like her bits now in blog form. Makes no sense to me, either. Anyway, one of my new favorite blogs.
- Bet you didn’t think of all these as you raise your kids. Especially #3, to which my husband is a testament. That boy is not oogied out by germs. One time he told me that as a kid when his grandparents would make him wash up for dinner he’d think, Why? Because, as his youngest brother pointed out on a different occasion, he’s pretty sure he rolled down hills of cow-poo as a kid and had the best time. Hubby’s grandparents knew their farm held germs, and said germs should be washed away before dinner. But Hubby didn’t adhere to that kind of pesky germs-cause-problems hoolabaloo. AND my husband never gets sick. Which is only a bit of hyperbole. Because really, he does not get the flu or colds. Maybe he’s sick once every couple of years? Anyway, long paragraph to say that #3 in the above-linked Cracked column rings true with my husband.
- Finally, read this. Then put away your computer/iPad/iPhone and take Heidi’s challenge to write some handwritten notes.
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