For Christmas, Jakey got a lot of new toys… He’s been baking hundreds of cupcakes, cutting fruit (hi-ya!) and loading it into a truck with his shovel, riding his bicycle with a hat on (his “helmet”) and spending significant time in his vintage fire “enen” (we encourage engine over truck).…
Yesterday James and I walked to Peet’s in the afternoon. James: “Wow. Why are there so many birds in the sky?” Jaimie: “I don’t see any birds.” James: “See all those white birds, way up there? How can you not see that?” Jaimie (squinting to see tiny white specks, literally…
Growing-up, I distinctly remember a time in high school when my mom was constantly lamenting the car insurance bills. I don’t really know how it was possible, but the number eight sticks in my mind. Eight?! We had four drivers… can my memory possibly serve me correctly? Let’s see. I…
This afternoon Cillo put on his/her own halftime show during Super Bowl XLV (45). Both James and my dad noticed the belly dance that was occurring at my end of the couch. Perhaps it was the hamburger, chocolate cheesecake cupcake or potato skins that were on today’s menu? Swiss chard…
Jake’s car seat has been facing forward for quite some time now. He loves it because he’s part of the conversation… and he’s like a little king in his backseat thrown, declaring, proclaiming, and decreeing his every thought. Frankly, I’ve been ignoring the majority of the important comings and goings…
This week is my first official full week off on baby leave. Hallelujah. Technically last Friday was my first free day. James and I spent our Fandango card which has been gathering dust since October and saw The King’s Speech– good one. And we went out to lunch. And we…
In October, at 19 months, we went against my better judgement and extensive research regarding kids and media (experts recommend no electronic media at all before you’re two). A coast-to-coast flight was staring us in the face and we were hopeful that cartoons could be our saviour. And then, for some…
Today I was laying out Jake’s clothes after his second shower of the morning. Side note: he was “playing” the squeegee in the shower today like it’s a guitar, singing his new single… Nonna, Papa, Nonna, Papa. It’s really catchy. So I’m in his room and I hear “Uh oh,…
Cillo and I are in the home stretch… just four more days of work. And now that we’ve hit the “melons,” I’m doing my best to avoid the frequent labor flashbacks that come to mind without warning. Friday the 13th, March, 2009: I remember thinking, with perfect clarity, there couldn’t…
Even when Jacob was little, he had this knack for saying things that sounded like words, but clearly weren’t. Lately, he’ll be doing various things such as playing with the squeegee in the shower, or rooting around in the tupperware drawer, repeating over and over “Some-uh-bic, Some-uh-bic, Some-uh-bic.” We’re not…