Morning: XX v. XY

This morning, both of my kids woke up before 6am. I can't complain, as they both crashed last night at 6pm. Except, now they are totally a #team, which is awesome, and only slightly terrifying. So, their morning ritual is now this: One child usually wakes up first. If it is my daughter, I can tell because I can see ...

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 ...

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, ...