NOT FOR NOTHING NH: He gasped, bringing his hands to his mouth turned to us with giant cartoon eyes and said, “My eggs are hatching!”
NOT FOR NOTHING NH: It was ALMOST spring. All of the snow was melted, as in, every last snowbank, and we were so close.
NOT FOR NOTHING NH: Madame First Born asks me to play chess with her. It’s time to figure out what’s for supper and with an immense amount of guilt, my first instinct is to say no. Eek!
NOT FOR NOTHING NH: This is when the rubber band comes close to snapping as I stand chilled and dripping wet on the bath mat yelling like I’m pleading for help from the bottom of a well …
Big Dog sees me gladly climb in to bed and knows that the opportunity for a snuggle has presented itself.
NOT FOR NOTHING IN NH: Rules of being a parent, as taught by my daughters:
Holding my hand as she wobbled along, she surprised me when she giggled and said: “I love this feeling.”
To my grandmother I was Squeaky, mostly because she had so many granddaughters she couldn’t keep our names straight.
NOT FOR NOTHING NH: You don’t want Mr. Dreamy digging around in your teeth, asking you about your list of medications, or elbowing your muscles while you’re squished and splattered out on a massage table.
NOT FOR NOTHING NH: Hard liquor is for people who still have “elasticity” and color their hair by choice.