What does ‘Dan’ mean?

So the other night we’re eating dinner and my son is looking in the refrigerator. He asks: “What does Dan mean?” “Well, that’s a name. Short for Daniel.” He isn’t satisfied, and asks again. “Do you mean Danimals? We have some Danimals yogurt in the fridge.” “No, that’s not what I mean.” A minute or […]

Going to hell, part II

My son had a fever last night. Not a high fever, but enough to where he didn’t go to school. I’m home with him now. He loves The Swiffer. He has finished the kitchen, the bathroom, the entry hall, and family room. He just asked for a new wipe since it was so dirty. I […]

He’s gonna be a doctor someday

A couple weeks ago I mentioned that my four year old announced the difference between boys and girls was that one had peanuts and the other had a little hole. Tonite, I’m changing the baby’s diaper. He is nearby, absolutely quiet. When I’m done wiping the poop (it took four wipes, give you an idea […]