huzzah huzzah, and off she flew

Tomorrow I will wake up at 4 am, and I will be happy about it.  It will be different from the 4 am wake-ups I’ve been getting for the past three and a half weeks.  No.  This 4 am wake up will be taking me away from Pickles and interrupted sleep and responsibility and chores […]

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tiny houses for tiny people (aka bauwagen toys, squeeee)

Oh my cod. Thank you thank you thank you to Mama Anders for pointing out another too-fucking-cute Bauwagen toy for the toddler in your small-housed life.  I know what Pickles is getting for her birthday next year.  Though of course the one we’re going to build her is going to be at least 13 times […]

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snippets

My shoes are always full of toys.  You know, that sounds like the beginning of a fantastical story about eternal Christmas, doesn’t it?  The thought certainly puts a positive spin on Pickles’ rather annoying habit of filling my rubber boots aka my outdoor slippers with cars and otherwise sharp and pointy pieces of metal, wood, […]

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little red

I proudly present to you: Our new shed. We have been meaning to build this damn thing for over a year. Strike that. I have been meaning to build it (promising to build it) for over a year. And the Beard has been patiently waiting. But then he got tired of waiting, I accepted some […]

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whine whine whine, weaning is fucking hard and i miss cofffee

Dear cod has this been a bad time to give up coffee.  (Is there ever a good time to give up coffee?  No.)  Not that I had a choice.  Acid reflux forced my hand.  Bah!  Bah I say! Meanwhile, back in the Wagen…Pickles sucks at sleep.  I mean, she always has.  As a very little […]

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holy shit, it’s a bauwagen dollhouse

Why didn’t we think of that?!?! We had even talked about getting Pickles a dollhouse. (Well, someone had offered to give us one, and we said yes.) But a house? Why the hell would we get her a dollhouse? Pickles’ dolls would obviously live in a Bauwagen.  Just like us. The Beard was on tour […]

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fall nesting

There is so much to do. Don’t people usually start cleaning in spring? That’s all wrong. As soon as fall’s chilly little tendrils start to work their way into the air I start rearranging things, decluttering, nesting. Bunkering down for winter. When spring arrives I’m too busy sitting in the sun to care about what […]

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