Crazy Aaron’s Thinking Putty (and my crazy son).

I have told you some funny stories about my son's shenanigans. First, there was the time that I called the pediatrician's office, worried about a red rash on his stomach, only to find out that it was just the stain from the previous night's cherry waterice. Then, there was that fun time that I had to call ...

Diving in (and peeing on).

So, it has been well established that my two children were very different babies. My daughter didn't sleep. My son sleeps. My daughter nursed for 18 months. My son nursed for 10 weeks. My daughter would sit and play for hours. My son eats candles. My daughter, when taken to the pool for the first time, splashed on the ...

Some real perspective.

Hello! Broadcasting live from yet ANOTHER sick day at our house, with both kids home, coughing and sneezing. Some folks might get frustrated that their plans (large and small) have to change for another day, so that they may look after their snotty offspring. But oh no. Not here. I feel lucky to be here, still in my pajamas ...

Go Fish.

I have been writing on this site for almost four and a half years now, chronicling my life, current events, trends, ups and downs, as a way to both keep a diary for myself, and, more recently, to help others. I write about a lot of things on here. I write the things that some people are scared to say. I write ...

“Once there was a tree…”

Do you remember how I wrote about how my son sometimes acts like a wild animal? Well, for every one of those posts, there are bedtimes like these, sweet nuzzles into my chest, swelling pride at watching him say a new word or master a new trick or try a new food... Shel Silverstein But, seriously, kid. Yesterday ...

That dang ol’ Y Chromosome.

I kid. A little. (*Note, if you know me, you will know that I am the last person to make gender stereotypes or, frankly, to make any judgements about a person's behavior or character based on things such as sex, gender or any other personal feature. So I am not actually being sexist here I promise.) But, alas, ...

I think you just have to see it to believe it.

Remember this old post about how I've eased up on my parental paranoia with my#secondchild?Well, clearly he's taken it to a whole new level. I was just sorting some clothing in his room, back turned for not two minutes when...Apparently licking the toilet seat was not sufficient.This means one thing.My child is clearly an overachiever.

#secondchild

When my daughter was a baby, I used to buy these little plastic table covers. If we were ever to eat out at a restaurant, I would first sanitize the high chair and then I would lay out two or three of these sticky plastic placemats on the table, so that her reaching radius was ...

Idle Idol

Last week, a funny thing happened on my way to my Facebook. An old friend from childhood, with whom I've recently reconnected, posted a clever "status update" about our High School Senior Year Superlatives. In her status, she mentioned being a finalist in the category of "Most Likely to be the Next American Idol". I read it, and then ...

Simple Things

Last night, as I was rummaging around in my linen closet, I came across the bag of toiletries that I had packed as part of my hospital bag. I guess this is the time when I admit that I have not yet unpacked my hospital toiletry bag. Oh well, it’s only been 15 weeks, right? I hadn’t been ...