Working with what we’ve got
January 10, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories
January 10, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Walrus, watch, wheel, watering can
January 9, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Good God, Lord in heaven, etc.
January 9, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Being very careful not to touch each other
January 9, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Most obedient dog on Earth when treats are involved
January 6, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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It wasn’t socks but it was close enough
January 5, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Desert sunset
January 5, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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The joy of noise filled the house
January 4, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Newsletter: Month Twenty-three
January 3, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Twenty-three months
January 3, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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The few members of the family who don’t sit around and wonder which Mormon angel appeared to George Washington
January 2, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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While listening to Sigur Rós
January 2, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong
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January 2006
December 31, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Self-absorbed exhibitionist
December 30, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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In our natural environment
December 30, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Leta got far more excited about the Avon World Sales Leader than she ever did about Santa
December 29, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Not only does Duchesne have a bowling alley, but they done got rocks!
December 28, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Fun times with the Fecal Family Players
December 27, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Winter in Duchesne, UT (not much different than any other season in Duchesne)
December 27, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Leta with her loot
December 26, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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After being forced to sit in Santa’s lap Leta suddenly turned violent and severed his head with her mouth
December 23, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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A War on Dignity
December 23, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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If he got me socks you’ll hear all about it
December 22, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Daydreaming of differential equations
December 22, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Lesbians pick their noses, too
December 21, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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She was perfectly fine until we abandoned her in the lap of a strange man who smelled like the inside of a chimney
December 21, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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For those of you who come here for one thing, this is my Christmas present to you
December 20, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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We’re going to take this act on the road
December 20, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Clarification in response to recent allegations that my heart is black and emits dangerous toxins
December 18, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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If this doesn’t hit you RIGHT THERE then maybe it’s time you started letting yourself feel again
December 16, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Even more fun with Pick Up Sticks
December 16, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Return of The Smooshness!
December 15, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Nico
December 15, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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If he ever loses us he can just follow the screaming like a trail of breadcrumbs
December 14, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Leahpeah Peehead
December 14, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Clarification in response to a recent email
December 13, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Annie, when your friend, Andrea, reads this and calls to tell you about it I hope she at least mentions the cute diagrams
December 13, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Fun with Pick Up Sticks
December 13, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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What an excellent day for an exorcism
December 12, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Elf
December 12, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Best friends forever or until one of them borrows the other one’s clothes without asking first, then not so much
December 9, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Not very good at hiding his cocaine habit
December 9, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Diagnosis
December 8, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Tree confetti
December 8, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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The B. stands for BAD INFLUENCE
December 7, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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I have a feeling we aren’t in Los Angeles anymore
December 7, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Monkey see, monkey do
December 6, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Ferocious Bearded Armstrong
December 6, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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Newsletter: Month Twenty-two
December 5, 2005 by Heather B. Armstrong
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