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A massive multi-phased spam attack in the wee hours last night and this morning added to the natural challenges of juggling what your average work-at-home/care for kids-at-home person ordinarily faces. All of which conspired against my being able to dedicate the loving care any proper post deserves. And a […]

Here’s a fun little primer on the muses (which apparently started off as three, and then became nine). If you can’t wait to noodle around and find it on your own, here’s the site’s page on the Amazons. The whole site is about women in Greek myths.
Alright, alright so these aren’t really the […]

(Or Giacometti? What is it with kids and Giacometti?)
The lil’ monkey was having her way with the white board the other morning.

She made what she called a picture of “the whole family.” Her little bro is the red one with the curly hair. Mama’s in the middle. Her […]

I may just have to make an end-of-the-month habit of this. That is, if it proves of any entertainment and/or educational value. Behold, above, the search strings that brought various bedraggled souls, possibly even YOU, dear reader, to this place.

I look at the various blog stats from time to time, as my late-night […]

Fig. A. In which Baba elbows her way into the state’s somewhat limited parental imagination. (Alternative? How ’bout “Parent/guardian 1″ and “Parent/guardian 2″? Has a nice Thing 1 and Thing 2 ring to it. Plus it works for EVERYONE. That’s what I, an honest taxpayer, like to see in my state-generated paperwork.)

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Let me count the ways.

‘Cause Baba does have a thing about schmutz on the fingers. Only the true love of a bairn would get me this be-schmutzed. Dirt, of course, is another thing entirely and more than welcome. (My thanks to Elizabeth Barrett Browning for the loaner.)