Spransy Quote of the Weekend – Portland Style

This weekend Jeremy, my parent’s, and I went to Portland. These are some of the choice things heard during that trip.
*Said while driving into the parking lot of our hotel*
Mom: Get out of the way, dickhead.
Dad: Sir, your head looks like a dick.
*Said while on the way to The Grotto, The National Sanctuary of [...]

My Child? Stubborn? Please. I Wrote the Book on Stubborn.

After about an hour of fighting with Rocket to go to sleep, laying him down in his crib, letting him cry for increasingly longer periods each time, we decided that the only option left was to let him cry it out for as long as it took. We knew he was tired. We could [...]

New Kick Ass Tricks.

Jeremy taught Rocket how to throw his rubber ducky and they had their first game of catch.
Rocket gives hugs and says “Oooooohhh” when he does it.
He can almost get down off the couch by himself.
He bounces to the beat whenever there is music playing.
He can turn the lights off with the light switch.
As [...]

The Yes’s, Nos, Maybes, and It’s None of Your Damn Businesses

THE CANS:
Can you blow a bubble?
Yes, with gum, spit, and soap, but not with tar, meatloaf, shoestrings, or llamas.
Can you dance?
I could once, but then I became so fed up with rhythm.
Can you do a cart wheel?
With or without hands?
Can you tie a cherry stem with your tongue?
Probably. I’ve never tried.
Can you touch your [...]