What Ozzy did.

The boys have had a blast finding Ozzy each morning. Yesterday, after a trip to the doctor for the 6yo that scored some “you did great” stickers, they bestowed a stickery Christmas tree upon him, and wouldn’t you know it. This morning he had those stickers stuck all over his front as a big “thank […]

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Ozzy’s week in review.

He’s been a saucy minx. He’s beaten Batman, Gorilla Grog, and Jasmine in Scrabble; painted the boys’ noses red in their sleep; hidden in my stocking; completed an amazing self-portrait; done trapeze acts on the boys’ ceiling fan; and been aptly nicknamed, “The Poopin’ Elf” by our 2yo, who then refused to use the bathroom […]

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Where is Ozzy?

One of the very best parts of my day right now is planning out where Ozzy will be the next morning. And I’m cracking up at the hunt that takes place each day. Even while he tries to rub the sleepies out of his eyes, he doesn’t realize just how close he is. He’s getting […]

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