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Wax on, wax off January 19, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Training myself not to care January 19, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Hold me closer, Tony Danza January 18, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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This is quality child-rearing January 18, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Say hello to angels January 18, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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There’s no crying in snowboarding January 17, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Life through goggles January 17, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Rethinking our decision to move back to Zion January 16, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Showing the camera my cold middle finger January 16, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Eau de wet dog January 13, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Spectacularly normal January 12, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Profile January 12, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Thinking January 11, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Opposite of fun January 11, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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Still taking the Thank God Tom Cruise Is Not In Charge Otherwise I Would Be Dead Right Now Vitamin January 10, 2006 by Heather B. Armstrong |
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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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