Let’s do a round-up of new words for the week. Well, maybe the last few weeks. I’m a bit behind on my blogging. * Stop!: In an effort to reduce how much we’ve been saying “no” I began introducing a new word, looking for a similar response. Stop. Now Jakey…
Harry Potter has a lightening bolt on his forehead. Jake has a pentagon. No joke. He was born with veins on the left side of his forehead that look just like the shape on a soccer ball. Much to the joy and delight of his mommy and granddad… He has…
Like most kids, Jakey is a dancin’ machine. He rocks back and forth, from butt cheek to butt cheek, countless times a day. You’re obliviously walking through Target and don’t even notice “Hey Soul Sister, ain’t that Mister Mister…” going on in the background until you see Jake rocking to…
So, according to this blog o’ mine, Jake got his first tooth when he was just about 7 months old. (Apparently Einstein said something about not storing information in your head that you can easily look up… supposedly with regard to his own phone number being in the phone book. …
Level: Easy Servings: 2 1/2 Time: At least 20 minutes of calm. Ingredients & Directions: Serve up 2 plates of grown-up dinner. Pour 1 frosty beer to share. Break 1 piece of corn on the cob in half. Use 1 half now and reserve the other half for later. Give…
Tonight I was reminded that Jakey cannot be trusted with crayons. He bites off the little tips and eats them like they’re carrot sticks. His clever daddy calls him Bluetooth.
At dawn, we are awakened by the son. He struggles and toils in the valley of the bed. He must climb Mama Mountain. A great rumble erupts on the other side of the valley, then all is still. He drinks from the River Baba. Then he is set free. To…
There is a new Jake in town. I don’t know what it is exactly… a change of routine? A change in school? A change in his little 15-month old brain? That often cited, potentially theoretical phenomenon called “teething”? Almost overnight, everything about Jacob is meltdown-worthy. Bath time’s over? Nooooooooooooo!! Put…
He wore a washcloth beret The kind you find on a bathroom floor Washcloth beret And if it was warm he wouldn’t wear much more.
I got this picture as a text on my iPhone with no note, from an unknown number. Is it weird that my first thought was: OMG, what if this is a ransom text?… “I have your child. Give me a million dollars and nobody gets hurt.” Maybe I’ve been watching…