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Somehow, I thought I would have one before him
Henry is a chatter. You would think both his parents are brokers (NOT) the way he naturally picks up any phone-shaped object, slaps it to his ear and shouts, like he’s at the bottom of a well, “Hellllllloooooooo!” He walks around talking animatedly, rapid-fire, on his toy phone, pausing only long enough to switch ears,…
Read MoreHow to charm me
Say, loudly, WHILE I AM HOLDING YOU, “Mama? Mommeeee? Wheah ah you?” Then smile and pat my arm, like you were just making sure. (Henry, 21 months)
Read More“Rewarding and cheap because it is a Buick”
Double click below, to read the subject of this entry at full size. Seriously. It’s worth it. Evidently it isn’t enough that I have to suffer through valentines-as-paper-airplanes. My father-in-law sent this little gem along today, explaining that I have this kind of thing to look forward to, also. Times two. I’ve stopped laughing just…
Read MoreHow to charm me
Sneeze or cough, and immediately say “God blesh you!” to yourself. And say the same for anyone else around you who sneezes or coughs, and wait expectantly for acknowledgment.
Read MoreAnd so the snow
We went to Vermont in search of snow, and found plenty of it. In case you were looking for yours, it’s up there in the Green Mountain State. We enjoyed winter playtime, visiting with family, newborn cows, including a three-day-old one named Arabella, delicious food and a stop at baker’s mecca. But for today, my…
Read MoreGametime in tripletville!
It’s a big day in triplet town—after a healthy 35-week pregnancy, Amily and Tyler’s triplets are being delivered this morning! While we wait for the news, and send them our best baby vibes for three healthy newborns (apologies if you don’t know them and you’re just here looking for a brownie recipe), here are…
Read MoreYou should SEE the bite marks on my hand
The thing they don’t tell you in advance about parenting? Is how VERY HARD it can be some days not to laugh. Also, how VERY HARD to know what the right answer is. Yesterday Will and I were rolling along in the car after his morning at nursery school, and he asks, in what can…
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