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No More Wrestling, With Wrestling

#nofilter, just a really bad picture. This picture is a little grainy -- sort of like our eleventy-hundred-year-old dining room floor -- and kind of cool, too. Looking at it a little closer, it also reminds me a little of my childhood: watching Lucha Libre on UHF (look it up, youngsters!) and the awful television reception we sometimes had at our house. Today? It very well might be an app on someone's smartphone. Weird, right? Aaaaanyway, my son's wrestling team had their last meet, so I snapped off a quick pic of the last time the boy would wrestle for... Read more →

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The Voice (is now most definitely) Male

My 14-year-old son's voice has changed, quite a bit. He insisted that I allow him (FINALLY!) to change his voicemail, recorded about 4 years ago while he was still in elementary school and I reluctantly agreed. NOT before vlogging it, first -- with his permission, of course -- increasing my "break curfew and I show this to your girlfriend" arsenal by a hefty margin, because I am an expert multi-tasker, like that :) © 2003 - 2013 This Full House Read more →

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Taking a Backseat

Traveling with younger kids is hard, trust me, I know. Our minivan has plenty of battle scars -- not to mention, unidentifiable stains, which will stay that way, because, seriously, I don't even WANT to know! I am STILL finding petrified food, circa 2006. My husband, Garth (not his real name) refers to the minivan as the S.S. Movable Feast, ever since the ant infestation...that ONE time...and who knew ants have a very keen sense for fishy crackers, right?!? [sound of crickets, chirping] I have clocked in a lot of miles, driving kids to and from...well...everywhere and spent countless number... Read more →

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WoW, At Our House, We Take Electronic Entertainment Very Seriously

My brother and sister-in-law are big-time World of Warcraft fans and recently gifted my 13 year-old with 6 months of game time. Considering my son has been BEHHHHHHHHHHHH-ging us for a subscription (it's free to play up to level 20 or something, which is like 5 minutes to a 13 year-old) inviting him into their guild effectively up-ped my brother's and sister-in-law's wow-factor by a hefty: "WOW, you guys are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, AWWWWWWWWWWWESOME!" Yeah, as if they needed any help in THAT department. Aaaaaaanyway, my son has been hinting at an expansion pack for WoW, for a couple of weeks now,... Read more →

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On the Other Hand, My Build-A-Bear's Name Would Totally Be FUBAR!

The kids and I were sitting around the kitchen table -- actually, I was working on finalizing a few end of summer writing projects, while they hovered in and around my laptop, wondering out loud when, if ever, we would actually do something "fun" before school starts -- while we ALL reminisced about how much fun school "used" to be. Incredibly enough, my 13 year-old son actually admitted that he kind of liked going to school (if you have a son, especially between the ages of 10 and grown, then you know why this is so gosh-darned incredible) most especially,... Read more →

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At Our House, It's Called a Blood Drive-By

As a mother of 3 teens, 1 kid in double-digits and Supreme Goddess of All Things Domestic (in my house, anyways) I feel it safe say that there is NOTHING worse than battling a foreign object, invading your child's body, that you canNOT see. 3yo Heather: Hey...wook...isn't that where you gave bwud, How-wee? Unless, you have to take said child to have their blood drawn and, well, game over dude! 5yo Holly/How-wee: I didn't give it...Heatherrrrr...THEY TOOK IT! Even years later, my two oldest daughters would play out this same conversation, every time we'd drive by the building, where they... Read more →

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