If you take your Nine-Year-Old to the Shedd Aquarium…
She’ll ask you to take a picture of her by the growth chart, and you will be shocked to discover that your baby is now almost…
The (then) Eight-Year-Old talks with Uncle Phil
Uncle Phil: “Have you ever seen magnesium burn?” The (then) Eight-Year-Old, sadly: “No. We don’t have that kind of science teacher.” Fortunately, she does have (carefully supervised)…
Saturday mornings at Caterpickles
Mommyo, gazing at the piles of toys, laundry, paper, and other debris generated by another week of living at Caterpickles Central: “Before we do anything else…
Late Night at Caterpickles
It’s summer, so of course, it must be time to visit the Caterpickles Way Back Machine. Today’s story comes from the Summer of 2013, when The Nine-Year-Old…
Wordless Wednesday: The Almost-Summer Games
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RIP: Charles Allen Cricket
This morning, it is with differentially heavy hearts that we at Caterpickles must report the death of another male cricket. As reported last Friday, The Nine-Year-Old’s first…
My other car is a batmobile
On a recent walk home from school, The Eight-Year-Old asked, curiously, “Mommyo, are you ever a masked super hero?” Mommyo, evasively: “Only on days that end…
The short but exceptionally adventurous life of Nicholas Nickleby, Cricket
This week, The Nine-Year-Old’s plans to raise an orchestra of crickets hit a snag when she discovers that crickets and cats do not make good housemates. For the last…
Wordless Wednesday: Chronicles of a Crappy Barista
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Sunday Dinner at Caterpickles
Mommyo: “The Eight-Year-Old actually accused me this week of geeking out over Jane Austen.” Uncle Phil: “She’s not incorrect.” (I would like to note for the record…
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