The Wine Glass

Last year, like 2016 last year, Dad and Grandma Kathy forgot my birthday. Like totally forgot. If I remember correctly, we even spoke on the way to work that morning like we do every day and they still didn’t remember.

I was, understandably, a little sad about this. And I was at work and taking care of one of my favorite patients and his wife, whom I also loved dearly, and I told them that Dad and Grandma Kathy forgot my birthday. And that my coworkers had also forgotten. (Though does it really count as “forgetting” if I didn’t remind them ahead of time?) And that I was kind of sad.

And Tammy, the wife, went out and got me a really amazing birthday present that showed just how well they had gotten to know me over the year I had been caring for them. She got me this beautiful stemless wine glass that said “Instant Happy Woman: Just Add Wine.”

And I loved it.

I loved that silly wine glass. It was one of the best presents I had ever gotten and I used it with a frequency that would probably alarm my primary care provider if I ever planned on telling her about it.

And last night Lula was being Lula, which means being a puppy, and she jumped up and knocked it off the arm of the futon with her tail and it shattered.

And I was so, so sad. Because that wine glass wasn’t just a beautiful object to me. It was a physical representation of the lives I touch and the friendships I make and the people who love me. Every single time I used it, I remembered Doug and Tammy and wondered if I had ever let them know I loved them as much as they loved me. Every time, I thought about that birthday and how something beautiful had come out of a day that started with anger and sadness. And yes, I know that sounds melodramatic, but it’s true. I like objects that remind me of people and places and days that I love.

But this morning, the Littlest Brewster gave me a present that certainly matches, if not exceeds, my wine glass for being special and precious.

Seeing how sad I was, she had made me a new wine glass.

She even colored it red so that it looked like the old one. (Obviously, I’m a big fan of cabernet…)

And I think that this is quite possibly the best present I have ever gotten.

Especially since Lula can’t break this one.

Big weekend for the Littlest Brewster

It’s been a big couple of days for the Littlest Brewster and her mouth! When I picked her up from school on Friday, the poor thing had gotten into a fight with the monkey bars and definitely come out on the losing side.

She was pretty tough about the whole thing after the fact, though I wasn’t there to see how much she cried when it happened. This is the second or third fat lip she’s gotten at school, which isn’t surprising given how hard the Littlest Brewster plays. We usually just take a close up of the area and text my dad (a retired dentist) to see whether a trip to the girls’ dentist is warranted. So far we’ve managed to avoid any stitches or anything more invasive than an extra x-ray. Fingers crossed the trend continues…

And then, on Saturday, the Littlest Brewster lost her first tooth!!!! 😀

I was actually surprised at how long it took for her tooth to get loose enough to pull – nearly 3 weeks! (It probably could have come out sooner but I was kind of chicken when it came to pulling it. I didn’t want her first loose tooth experience to be totally traumatic and scar everyone for life, myself included.) So last night, she let me wiggle it a little bit more aggressively and I could feel the root sort of crack. We stopped but LB assured me it didn’t hurt, just startled her. So we did it again. And again. And finally on, like, the 4th wiggle, I managed to get her tooth out.

And she is so excited, even today. She’s insisting we call her “One Tooth” and keeps coming up and baring her teeth at me in what looks like a rictus of pain but I assume is meant to be a smile.

On a super cool note, DB asked her what the Tooth Fairy did with her tooth and all the other kids’ teeth and LB told us that she turns them into stars. I thought that was the coolest theory I’ve heard and certainly beats any ideas I may have had.

I’m a lot less nervous about the next 59 teeth we have to get through for all 3 girls now that we’ve had one successful, non-traumatic tooth pulling. Hopefully they all go this smoothly.

And the night sky will be that much brighter. 🙂

LUNGe Forward 2017

Hey there! I am still alive, even if you have seen neither hide nor hair of me in many, many months. Turns out free time is a fond and distant memory and updating the blog is one of many things to fall by the wayside since Itty Bitty joined the family. I do have every intention of doing a giant update sometime soon, but we all know that “sometime soon” may actually translate out to “in a few weeks.” Better late than never though, right?

I did want to get a quick update out there about the 2017 LUNGe Forward that I did with LB and BIT this past weekend. 🙂 I totally dropped the ball this year and did absolutely nothing in terms of fundraising or team recruitment and I feel very guilty about it. Somehow, I ended up being the team captain for my company’s AHA HeartWalk team and that has taken up a lot of my spare time over the last two months and, unfortunately, my LUNGe Forward participation suffered. But next year, oh next year is going to be a big year, I promise! It’ll be the 5th anniversary of doing the run in honor of Mom and I have every intention of making it huge.

This was the second year since they moved the run to September from November and it was so hot!!! And the course was really hilly. And I had the two big girls in the double stroller. And they had a free beer tent. (Which wasn’t crowded at all! What is wrong with these people that they didn’t want free beer?!?!) All of which is to say that I was not nearly as fast as I would have liked, finishing the course in about 40 minutes. But I finished!

This is a link to my participant site: It’s not too late to make a donation if anyone is so inclined, though no worries if you can’t this year. I’ll be hitting all of you up next year for the big anniversary run.

Anyway, here are some pics from the day. The girls and I had a great time running for their Grammy in heaven. 🙂


The Problem With Bunk Beds…

… is that if the child on the top gets sick and tries, like most people would, to vomit to the side of their bed, then the bed on the bottom gets splattered with vomit as well. 

And as a direct consequence of having to wash TWO beds worth of sheets, I think we’ve single handedly worsened the drought in North Carolina. 

Add in the additional laundry we had to do after the Littlest Brewster then managed to throw up in her sleeping bag, on three different pillows, and on the carpet and our water consumption was pretty high today. 

But you also can’t forget the bath she had to take to get the yuck out of her hair and the showers DB and I had to take because we both smelled like throw up after the clean up operation. And all dishes and cups and everything we had to wash to hopefully keep anyone else from catching the sick.  

And then the SECOND round of sheet washing because LB was so worn out that she had an accident at nap time, something she hasn’t done ever

And then the second bath when BIT decided it would be fun to get out of her bed this evening and go put on lots and lots of Mommy’s toiletries while I was occupied with Itty Bitty. (She walked into IBB’s room grinning like a loon and smelling like coconut, which isn’t usual for her, so I investigated. She had used it all: coconut face oil, body lotion, detangler… She was so greasy and fragrant it was unbelievable. I then burst out laughing at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation and lost all credibility.) 

All I can say is thank God the DreadBrewer was home to help me. And apologize to Mother Nature for worsening the drought. And rejoice that our fridge is well stocked with beer. 

LB and BIT Garden Photo Dump

I warn you – there is some cuteness overload about to be unleashed but I realized I had all these good pictures of LB and BIT in the garden and wanted to share them. I need to do a proper garden update soon (and I will, I promise!) but these were too fun not to share right away.


Daddy requires close supervision while in the garden. I love her “official” supervisory pose.


This calls for two supervisors. Obviously a very delicate operation.


We actually got slightly more peas in the bowl than on the floor, which I consider a definite win.


World’s largest cabbage. Well,   OUR largest cabbage.


First green bean harvest of the year – BIT was very happy as these are her favorite vegetable.


Going for a ride.


Having fun playing around.

Okay, that’s all the cute garden pics I have of the girls for now. Not quite as many as I had thought but still enough to make me smile for the day. 🙂