Summer is almost here (well, not according to the actual calendar, but we live in Texas so anything not Christmas is almost summer). For the Hergenraders that means Uncrustables straight out of the freezer, way too many nights eating on BerryHill’s patio, and lots of birthday parties. The twins and Mike are all in June,...Continue Reading
While we were sharing the peace this Sunday at church, the elderly man behind us pointed to my (huge!) belly and said, “I don’t know if that’s a boy or a girl…but I’m sure it’s a blonde.” So true. I’ll have to steal that line. Who would’ve thought our blonde genes would run so strong...Continue Reading
But you can’t pick your twin’s nose. Thank Goodness. I thought we had gotten through Cold Season without the start of the dreaded picking. But the picking usually starts at age three–and the twins were pre-mature. Maybe the stage will hit strong this summer. Ugh.Continue Reading
An afternoon at horse camp tells a lot about a person–especially a Girl Scout. There are the girls who ignore the animals. Those disgusted by the piles of poop and general lung-infiltrating poop smell. Those who really want to ride the horses and don’t take “not until you’re in second grade” as an answer. Those...Continue Reading
One afternoon last month Catie and I were talking about time. She has this teaching clock from the dollar bins at Target (half of our house is from the dollar bins at Target), and I was saying things like, “At seven, we eat breakfast. At eight we leave for school.” And she would move the...Continue Reading
You may see a lot of things when you look at this picture. The constant mess of our playroom, for instance. The genius architecture of the twins’ Lego tower. The fact that Sam is wearing Princess dress-up shoes–and not even in a “Hey! Look at me, Mom! I’m wearing Princess dress-up shoes! This is crazy!”...Continue Reading
Here we are…twenty-four weeks pregnant, and we’ve finally taken the first belly shot. What happened? With my first two pregnancies we took several pictures. We had to with Catie–the whole pregnancy process was so mind-boggling. The was a tiny person growing right next to my liver and kidneys and stomach and bladder (probably not exactly...Continue Reading
Nothing makes winter seem longer than a swimming pool in your backyard. All of the sudden, summer is so definitive. When it’s warm enough to get in the pool, entire days, parties, and playdates are dedicated to it. But when the weather is in the thirties for an entire week, like this winter in Houston,...Continue Reading
There’s this new blog that everyone (okay, really the media and dietitians) love. A teacher in Chicago is eating the school lunch every day, posting pictures of what she eats, and describing the food–lots of pizza and chili, and fruit cups. Outrage from every news outlet. Journalists are so baffled that this is the junk...Continue Reading
The Kids Becoming One with the Hotel Germs—> I may be closer to becoming a grown-up. I’ve long been convinced that I have the soul of a seventeen-year-old. I don’t mean I haven’t matured since I was seventeen. I hope I have. I was a mess at seventeen. No, most things I enjoy are for...Continue Reading
