You know those days when you realize that you fit perfectly into your favorite pair of jeans again, and are feeling kind of good about yourself when you look in the mirror and head out the door? You do? Okay, then you must also know that those days are also the days when your daughter inevitably decides to ...
Happy Birthday to Us
Today is the 1 month birthday of this blog. It may not seem like much, but in this family, we will use any excuse to celebrate. Another one of our traditions. In fact, my Poppop calls me every month, on the 11th, to wish me a happy (fractional) birthday. You know, "Happy 5/6 Birthday, Pretty." Oh, and did I mention ...
if growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, not me.
This evening, my best friend, let's call her J, sent me this mobile photo with the following caption: "Pinata for baby's future princess bday parties!" I, of course, responded with, "OMG!!!!! LOVE it!! Well, Sunday is her 3 month bday--let's throw a celebration!" This is the exact conversation that followed: J: "OMG 3 months already wowwwww i can't believe it! ...
20 things that are not so easy to do, while holding a baby
filing nails writing a letter pumping preparing a fruit salad sterilizing bottles feeding the dogs doing sit-ups braiding a challah (I haven't actually tried this one, but it's an educated guess) sending a text message or, actually, writing a text message trying on shoes making a smoothie folding laundry putting on mascara picking up 8lb Yorkshire Terrier eating sushi putting the fitted sheet on a king bed (but really, is that ...
Free to Be. And Pee?
Do you know what happens when you give in to your dreams of letting your child run free, with nothing reigning her in or holding her back.... ...including diapers? You get peed on. That's what happens. So, if you ever so generously decide to let your daughter do Tummy Time sans diaper, thinking that she may appreciate a little freedom, freedom of the ...
In case you didn’t believe me
In case you didn't believe me.
lions and giraffes and bears, oh my!
As I’ve mentioned before, I was somewhat of a child bride. Except, not really. I got married in my early-ish twenties, so, I guess by today’s standards I was somewhat of an infant, but hey, at least I was legal, right? The same cannot, in fact, be said for my mother, who got married at the ripe old age ...
you make me feel like dancing
So, this morning, while baby and I were having a dance party, and I was singing The Jackson Five's "I Want You Back" into the remote control, you know, just like all moms and babies do on a rainy Wednesday morning, baby grabbed my hand and pulled the "microphone" up to her face and opened her mouth. O.M.G. Future Broadway ...
fashionably early
So, the baby just stole my pretty hair tie right off my wrist... ...and then proceeded to put in on her own wrist... ...and then proceeded to slide it up to her shoulder, and is wearing it now, as we speak. Or, um, write. And I know this probably violates so many safety rules. And I know that I am ...
party trick?
My daughter has taken to sticking her fist in her mouth. Don't worry, I keep her hands extremely clean. However, why do I keep having flashes to, say, about 21 years from now, when she's in a bar, trying to one-up the girl who claims she can tie a cherry stem in a knot with her tongue?
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