I had the nicest Saturday night. The daddy, the baby and I bundled up and went out to a delicious dinner, just the three of us. The baby and I split french onion soup and a cheeseburger, as we danced in our seats to the restaurant's music, and chatted with the people sitting around us. ...
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So, this month, for the very first time, I neglected to write a Monthaversary tribute to my daughter. You know, like when she was five months and six months and seven months and eight months... And it's not that I've been forgetful or busy teaching. It's that I can't put into words how much this little 9 month old means to me. I can't find the ...
The top 3 reasons why I love my baby’s daddy at this very moment are:
1) That after hearing his painfully uncool wife ask, "what's this whole 'Dougie' thing that I hear people talking about?", he looked it up, learned the dance, and performed it as an after dinner surprise. 2) That for our daughter's bedtime story, he recited the words of Paul Simon, and sang "Diamonds on the Soles of ...
There comes a time
when your tiny, little baby will look at you and wave her hand and say "Hi mama. Hi!" and flash you a toothy smile and you will realize that your tiny, little baby is not a tiny, little baby anymore.
You haven’t lived
until you've had to lick chocolate pudding off of your 9 month old's hand. Twice. Just trust me on this one, mmkay?
A 2 hour school delay means:
Watching West Side Story, in it's entirety, while the house is still silent and before my feet ever hit the floor. Lying on the floor with the baby, as we stare up at the ceiling, singing "Twinkle Twinkle" to imaginary stars. Getting to eat a proper breakfast, at the kitchen table, as opposed to shoving a half of a ...
misty almond flavored meeeeemmmmorieees
My husband brought these home for me this evening. A favorite snack for my favorite night of TV. Other people are crazy for The Bachelor as well, right? Did I ever tell you about the time I emailed with Reality Steve during the Jason/Melissa/Molly scandal? You know, several weeks before the resounding "Oh no he di'int" ATFR2 Switcheroo? No? Doesn't ring ...
Sometimes, just sometimes,
I kind of want to be him when I grow up. And then, I remember, I kind of already am.
Pennies from heaven
If you know me, you know that I have a thing for feathers. They mean something to me; they serve as signs from the Universe and they remind me that my lost loved ones are near. They are a part of my deeply superstitious nature, and I believe in their power. But, feathers are not the only symbols that have ...
“Star of Stage and Screen”
Remember these guys? Good old 1980s dancing flowers. With sunglasses. Of course. I got mine on a trip to FAO Schwartz when I was a little girl, and I loved to turn on a song and watch my flower sway and bop and groove to the music. This was also my FAO trip during which I got to buy my first (and ...
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