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Something for you to read as this gif is loading: definitions from Webster's New World Dictionary of the American Language, (I happen to have the 1977 version at hand)
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anarchy: 1. the absence of government. 2. political disorder and violence 3. disorder; confusion___
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chaos: extreme confusion or disorder___
pandemonium: wild disorder or noise

a page about 3 boys and their "krazy" mom...
coming soon!
(we sincerely hope...)

This is MY page...I am KrazyMom, here to tell you of MY life with 3 sons, who I refer to as Anarchy, Chaos and Pandemonium. You can use your imaginations as to why, although I will be elucidating that matter through writing about it in these pages. Hmmm, maybe it refers to my life...you see, my mind
does wander a bit...*sigh*...

Yes, my first son was born in 1988, so he is now 9 years old (can it BE?!?). And he's
the one I liken to Anarchy, in the commonly (mis?)understood sense. Or at least in MY common
(mis?)understanding...you say black, he says white and so on...

Then along came 1990 and another little guy. He's sweet, but gosh, he is chaotic, thus, Mr. Chaos. There are reasons for some of that, but generally he's obliviously following his whim.

Lo and behold, 1992 arrives with, to this date, my final child surprise. This one is a pleaser, he loves
his mom; then again, he has his bouts of pouting. Also, he's full of energy (aren't they all...) and thus
he draws the name pandemonium

The Dad? He's fine, he's here, he's great. No problem. But he can get his own page! This is MY (debatably) fun thing.

And zo, ze Mom...ha ha ha...ooooboy...well, I live wiz ze boys, you know? I try to deal with that!

Guess we'll see how this all evolves. Maybe it will be organized, maybe not ...maybe I'll have diary entries, or just anecdotes as they come to me. I don't know!! You gets what you gets!

All right, here we go then...

day-night rule

this page popped into existence, under the influence of �Dr. Pepper�, on 4/2/97,
and was last updated on...uhhh...September 15th!! yes, that's right...1997!

WHAT?!? You mean you already have something to say about it?!
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Don't worry, soon I'll have some stuff up that you can comment on...
(she said with an air of perhaps undeserved confidence!)

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