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No, your eyes are not deceiving you. This is Tater least what's left of it. Let me explain. I've spent most of the summer staring at my computer trying to come up with something to write about, and all I have to show for it is two months' worth... Continue reading
Posted Aug 3, 2013 at Tater Tales
It's been a month since I last logged into my blog account. So much for meeting my goal of blogging at least three times a week. Life sort of got in the way. Life in its finest forms of stomach bugs, ear infections, generic colds, and hundreds of loads of... Continue reading
Posted Mar 11, 2013 at Tater Tales
Tater Tot is turning into a little reader, and it is such a fun thing to see happening. He comes from a long line of people who love to read, so it's thrilling to see that he loves reading like the rest of his family does. Since he was born... Continue reading
Posted Feb 7, 2013 at Tater Tales
What do you get when you cross two weeks' worth of laundry and no time to fold a lick of it? The world's largest laundry basket. Fools that we are, we thought its only use was as a crib. The last two weekends and days in between have been so... Continue reading
Posted Feb 6, 2013 at Tater Tales
Tater Tot is losing teeth faster than the Tooth Fairy can keep up. I mean, let's face it. The Tooth Fairy and her somewhat faithful assistant are old. I can say with all certainty that the Tooth Fairy has trouble with her remembery. A week ago last Friday, David went... Continue reading
Posted Jan 29, 2013 at Tater Tales
One of my favorite parts of every school day is reading aloud to my second graders. I can probably cover more reading skills -- questioning, predicting, drawing conclusions, problem solving, context clues and vocabulary, cause and effect -- in those twenty minutes that I can with an hour of traditional... Continue reading
Posted Jan 28, 2013 at Tater Tales
We're playing a new game around our house at bedtime. It's called You Suckers Don't Really Think I'm Going to Sleep, Do You? and so far, Small Fry is in the lead. The object of the game is to do everything in your power to stay awake, dodging sleep at... Continue reading
Posted Jan 23, 2013 at Tater Tales
The House of Tater has some pretty big issues, and the ones involving our hair are right there at the top of the list. David and Small Fry have it a little easier than Tater Tot and I. Their hair is nice and straight and generally behaves itself even when... Continue reading
Posted Jan 22, 2013 at Tater Tales
The other day I was walking through the den on my way to another part of the house when I stopped and muttered aloud that I couldn't remember why I was heading in that direction. Tater Tot replied, "Well, it's too bad that your remembery isn't as good as mine.... Continue reading
Posted Jan 21, 2013 at Tater Tales
I've neglected the blog for so long that I'm almost embarrassed to write anything. What's even more embarrassing is admitting that our lives have been so dull that there was not a whole lot to write about. Well, okay, things aren't ever really dull with two little boys running around,... Continue reading
Posted Dec 31, 2012 at Tater Tales
In late July 2003, Memphis was hit by a windstorm that left parts of the city looking like a war-zone. Our particular part of the city was hit the hardest. While our house didn't sustain much damage, the yard was littered with limbs, and the top of our sycamore tree... Continue reading
Posted Sep 3, 2012 at Tater Tales
I'm not sure what happened, but after my last post OVER A MONTH AGO, I went into what some kind of bloggy hiding. Then Sophie put up the great dip link of 2012 and I decided to fire up the old 'Tales and play along. Following are two or three... Continue reading
Posted Aug 31, 2012 at Tater Tales
Six years ago today, this nine-pound little person came into our lives and completely changed the identities of a whole bunch of people. I became a who was tickled to dress a little someone up in maroon and white. David turned into a daddy... My parents became grandparents for... Continue reading
Posted Jul 26, 2012 at Tater Tales
Well it appears that we've done nothing of significance the last four weeks, because after deciding to take a few days off I couldn't think of much to write about. I suppose I could've written about a girls trip I went on right before I took my sabbatical from the... Continue reading
Posted Jul 20, 2012 at Tater Tales
The last six years, the ones since Tater Tot and Small Fry were born, have taught me countless things. I'd heard some of them from other people before we had children, but they were things I couldn't really relate to. It's a different story now. 1. There is no greater... Continue reading
Posted Jun 21, 2012 at Tater Tales
David and I grew up in the same small town about an hour northeast of Memphis. Both of our families have been there since dirt, or sometime shortly thereafter. Pinch someone there and chances are one of us is related to them in some way, although we're not related to... Continue reading
Posted Jun 19, 2012 at Tater Tales
I was pecking away at the computer the other day when Small Fry came by and asked what I was doing. "I'm writing," I answered. A few minutes later he dragged his little blue chair into the kitchen and disappeared for a minute. Then he came in with the bin... Continue reading
Posted Jun 18, 2012 at Tater Tales
I'm thankful for this man. And for this man. I have been blessed beyond measure. Continue reading
Posted Jun 17, 2012 at Tater Tales
A while back, my wonderful, thoughtful, kind brother gave me a Kindle. It changed my life and made me a happier, more contented person, as Clairee might say. (Translation: It's spoiled me rotten.) Instead of waiting several days for books to get here, it takes about two minutes for a... Continue reading
Posted Jun 15, 2012 at Tater Tales
Some days I know just how this old panda feels. Every now and then I think how nice it would be to lie down, hide my face behind a rock for several hours, and then get up when someone slings a big pile of fresh bamboo, or a cheeseburger, for... Continue reading
Posted Jun 14, 2012 at Tater Tales
One day last week, when it was a nippy 93 degrees outside, the boys announced that they felt a bit chilly and decided a change of clothes was in order. They went from short-pants pajamas to this. What's next? Black socks and sandals on the beach? Continue reading
Posted Jun 12, 2012 at Tater Tales
David and I bought our current home twelve years ago after selling our first house in downtown Memphis. We moved from a zero-lot house to one sitting on about two-thirds of an acre. And since the house itself isn't really that big, most of the lot is taken up by... Continue reading
Posted Jun 11, 2012 at Tater Tales
The boys and I went to the Children's Museum of Memphis Wednesday as a reward for reducing the number of times they tried to kill each other and also for working to keep temper tantrums to a minimum. I am not at all above bribery. We got to the museum... Continue reading
Posted Jun 8, 2012 at Tater Tales
Just because Sunday's meatloaf was an absolute disaster doesn't mean that I don't ever come across a recipe that suits all of us. Well, except Small Fry, who routinely declares everything yucky whether he's tasted it or not. If you're looking for a great summer supper that's on the light... Continue reading
Posted Jun 7, 2012 at Tater Tales
There's a quote by Erma Bombeck that sums up my feelings about cleaning. My theory on housework is that if the item doesn't multiply, smell, catch fire, or block the refrigerator door, let it be. Though I love a clean house that smells like a combination between lemon Pledge and... Continue reading
Posted Jun 6, 2012 at Tater Tales