Looking back on the past few Labor Days, I lamented to Tristen this weekend that we used to travel. Well, we didn’t last year because Tristen was just finishing up her first trimester and wasn’t feeling great anyway. This year it would have been hard to go anywhere with two six-month-old babies. We did have a really good extended weekend though. Our friend Steven told us a few weeks ago in a group text that he was going to be in town and wanted us to meet his girlfriend. Figuring people might spend too much time trying to thinknwhatnto do, indecided we’d have a cookout and invite a bunch of people over. With the boys, we don’t get to see …
Phoenix Eggs?
(No, I know the image here has absolutely nothing to do with the title of this post or most of the content of it, but it does tie in with the last paragraph, I don’t have any pics from the one real event of the day, and you probably wouldn’t like to see a titular picture.) Seriously, every time Fawkes and Phoenix seem to be on the verge of consistently sleeping well, we get a night or two of bad sleep. Last night they were both awake a little after 11:00 with no signs of going back to sleep, unless kicking and flailing and making noise is a sleep sign we missed. Same thing happened just a little bit ago …
Game of Thrones Drinking Game
SPOILER WARNING: This post contains a list of people in the first episode of Game of Thrones who end up killed, maimed, or emotionally scarred. In case you’re reading this and you somehow haven’t watched the show yet, you’ve been warned. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • As most of the world knows, the seventh season of Game of Thrones premieres on HBO tonight. Because I am about to pee myself with anticipation, I decided to watch the first episode of the series yesterday. I’ve …
