When You Lose Your Temper

Just yelled my head off and sent all the boys to their rooms. It started this morning when I was fetching dirty laundry and asked The Mercenary to bring any stray clothes down to my room so I could sort and wash them. (Note that I do all the washing, drying, and folding of clothes […]

Pouty Pete and the Power Pinky

The Manager has been experimenting with pouting lately. It hasn’t been working out too well, as his sense of humor is developing nicely thankyouverymuch. I usually can get him laughing quickly thus foiling his dastardly pouting plot. Today he tried it again, and I called him Pouty Pete. (I don’t know what started me exactly, […]