The Story of Us

So, I could totally write about how today, we spent an hour watching my baby feed herself chicken and peas, and how her face now looks like a green cubist portrait; I could write about our family jam session to Eric Clapton's "Bell Bottom Blues", and how when I serenaded my husband, I saw his ...

Being a mama means

that on the night that your baby decides to stay up 3 hours past her bedtime, (not screaming, not crying, not whining, but just talking and laughing and sitting and playing), and you finally get her to fall asleep at quarter to 11 on the night before your longest, toughest night of the week, when you still have laundry to do and ...

eight.

Yesterday, my daughter turned eight months old, during a weekend of many celebrations. There were sparkling candles, big dinners, songs and cheers. However, in trying to think of how to write about my baby's 8 months, I had a hard time finding the words. Should I compose a poem? Month one was fun, but glad it's done! Month two brought smiles in the seashore ...

Happy Happy

There's a whole lot of celebrating going on this week in the Land of Mom. There was our Engagemeversary yesterday. There is a certain little piglet's certain little month birthday tomorrow. And, today, there are two, count 'em, two, birthdays in the family: My baby sis and mother-in-law. This makes for a very busy weekend. Fine by me. This also means lots of cake. Fine ...

Happy Engagemeversary!

4 years ago, today, was one of the most magical, special, memorable days of my life. 4 years ago, today, My husband and I became engaged. (oh, and just in case you're not sure what that link there is, that's the proposal story, in all of it's parts. Enjoy! I did!) It's hard to believe that it's only been ...

4 years ago, right this minute:

I was singing in a family talent show, as K and I were performing our now infamous duet of "Suddenly Seymour"; I was about to play Cranium, which K and I would win, for the very first time, triumphing over my previously undefeated parents; I was in St. John; I was blissfully unaware that the next morning would bring me some "unexpected ...

Dear Mother Earth,

I really needed that extra  2 10 minutes in the shower tonight. Please don't be sore. I hope that I am still the Earth Princess. I'd really hate to be dethroned. Truly and Tree-ly, The Earth Princess p.s. did I mention that I am the daughter of an environmental lawyer and an environmental educator? p.s.s. If I am dethroned, can ...