Merry Christmas Eve. Right now, I am celebrating by typing in my office (read: bed. It is so warm and cozy in here! I have THIS on my lap!) and listening to the three people whom I love the most as they play downstairs. They are playing Yo Gabba Gabba and something called Bunchems and beautiful, blessed music. I ...
I am constantly bemoaning the fact that I can't get my son to watch any TV. He refuses. I am not looking for him to be television obsessed, but it would be nice if he could sit for 15 minutes and watch Elmo. At this age, my daughter would have spent 3 hours watching DJ Lance if ...
I have spent the last 3 days with a very sick baby and a very far away husband. I have spent the last 3 days covered in snot. I have spent the last three days with tissues tucked into every crevasse of my outfit. And no, I do not stuff my bra. I have spent the last three days worried ...
And, my friends, it has finally happened; I was able to break out the worm again. All is now right with the world.
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 ...
I kind of want to be him when I grow up. And then, I remember, I kind of already am.
Yesterday, as a special birthday treat, my husband and baby had a special daddy-daughter date; one that involved French pastries, cappuccino, jammies and snuggles. Who could ask for more? And so, while I was out doing birthday-related-things, I sent my husband an email letting him know that I'd arrived at the store, cuz, ya know, we check in like ...
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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