I wake up, I stumble out to the living room where my kindly husband has been minding the tot while I try to catch up on sleep. I stand there, the bun grinning madly from …

The bun began glaring today. Not whining, not fussing, not kibbitzing, actual honest-to-god glaring, fit to bring down the toughest he-man anywhere. At first I thought he was reserving his special ire for me after …

It’s been a long time since I’ve talked about my boobs here on the the old Bun Popper site, so in honor of millions of turkey breasts being hoisted across this country, let’s talk boobs.
When …

One of our old friends threw a “Thanksgiving Dinner Observed” tonight, and we dragged the newest member of the clan out for the meet and greet. He had had a helluva day prior to dinner, …

that the bun began standing solo on this date, November 18, 2004.
Oddly, I was in a room full of people, and no-one saw it but me.

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A little known fact of buns is that in order to keep balance in the world, as soon as you, the caregiver, are given something of value, something else must be returned. One cannot behold …

We went to OMSI (Oregon Museum of Science and Industry) yesterday because I’ve heard good things about their interactive area for tots under 5. But the men-folk have been ill and I’ve been plagued by …

A girlfriend and I went out this afternoon sans tots. It’s possibly the first time I’ve been out on the town with neither The Bun nor my husband since the tot was a couple months …

There are times when you are appalled at the ridiculous lengths you go to in aid of keeping your baby asleep.
And there are other times when it seems you’re living out a horror film, with …

The bun does not give a rat’s ass about Daylight Savings. Re-setting his circadian rhythms is not high on his list of things to do. Therefore, we’re waking up an hour earlier than we were …

While it remains true that the cats hate each other and fear the bun, there is something else going on.
The bun, teething with particular ferocity yesterday, was completely inconsolable. Max, the Cat With Attitude, who …

Our cats hate each other.
Or, I should say, the older cat hates the younger cat and the younger cat loves to antagonize him. It’s been this way ever since we betrayed him by adopting her, …

This is a very big day around here. It might even have more significance than the bun’s first birthday.
It’s been a year and a half since The Bun was placed in The Oven, and now …

Buns do all sorts of things, and since I have only the one bun, I have nothing to compare his antics against. In some cases this isn’t a problem: for example I assume, having seen …