Last night after dinner we’re playing on the living room floor and Jake starts asking about jellybeans. “Mama, jellybeans go?” “Jellybeans? What jellybeans?” (I’m pretty sure I covertly emptied all jellybean filled plastic eggs into the trash during nap time… before they could be burned into his memory.) “No, Mama,…
As my mom put it after the Easter weekend extravaganza, Jake seems to have all the words he needs to communicate. I have to agree, there doesn’t seem to be any point he can’t get across… And you’ll know if he doesn’t understand you. He’ll either repeat back exactly what…
Yesterday we went to Nate’s 2-month doctor’s appointment, one week shy of two months. As I suspected, his percentile stats are very similar to his older brother and he’s right on track to becoming a real chunkster! Weight: 13 lbs 3.3 oz: 89.92% Height: 23″: 64.30% Head Circumference: 39.5cm: 46.81%…
Luckily this bunny wasn’t made of chocolate… otherwise I might have had to eat this little one for Easter brunch! Bunny Nate
Easter Sunday bunny breakfast… the definition of good mommy or bad mommy? You decide.
Today the thought occurred to me: Are there other people in the world named Oprah? If so, why haven’t I run into a single one? Given this thought, now you’re thinking I’ve been on maternity leave too long, huh…
Birdies. We are all about birdies. Chasing more than watching. Jakey knows that eggs come from chickens and that a variety of birds make an array of sounds. A few of his favorites include: Rooster: Cock-a-goo-gooooo Chicken: Buck buck Crow: Caw! Caw! (He spends a lot of time trying to…
Last week our microwave gave up the ghost. It was exactly 18 months old. I’m pretty sure my parents are still using a microwave that is 22 years old… I like to think the microwave lasted such a short time due to overuse as a time-out time keeper. It was…
Ever since Jacob was able to see past the end of his nose, he has been highly attuned to PDAs: Public Displays of Affection. Only between Mommy and Daddy. When he was little he would yelp if we hugged or kissed. As he got older, his face would take on…
Mickey Mouse is taking over my life. It’s a little fuzzy, but I do remember life before Mickey. Probably about a year ago I was at the Uffs’ house and the older kids wanted to watch some show I’d never heard of: Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I wasn’t really paying attention,…