I can hardly believe today was Baby Nate’s and my last day together… just us. No schedule. No chores. No lists. We just went about our business… Hot tea and the Today Show (sorry Meredith, we won’t miss you), Oller Brothers, Home Depot, soccer jersey drop-offs, dry cleaning pick-up, Buy…
It began with Mama’s “hot tea.” Every morning I have one cup of tea and it is heaven. Tazo’s Awake tea… even better than those expensive British brands. In any case, it required significant Jakey training as he has always been highly prone to jostling, bumping, crashing, and spilling. All…
I recently learned a special little tidbit about one of my dearest friends who I’ve known since pre-school. She has pictures on her iPhone of what I’ll call “heart sightings.” Jenny explained to me that one day she asked the universe for a sign and now she sees hearts everywhere…
I’d like to warn the world that on or near 7pm, each and every night, it’s “Naked Jacob Time.” Technically, it’s actually bath time, but this involves taking off all his clothes… which if you weren’t aware, is apparently one of the most exciting things that can ever happen to…
Ever since we brought Natesy home from the hospital, I’ve acquired yet another skill set, that of bodyguard. People always ask, “How is Jake doing with the new baby?” Yes, there have been the requisite swats and head bonks, but mostly, it’s like Nate is a high-powered magnet and Jake…
Tonight I tried to recreate this amazing tapa I had a few weeks ago with the Guapas in Palo Alto. It consisted of prosciutto with melon balls sprinkled with chili salt… delithioso. This dish may represent the turning point in my lifelong protest against melons and their close cousins: squash.…
During the first week of May we took our first family trip. We haven’t gone anywhere for a week since James and I visited Machu Picchu in March of 2008. Cabins without indoor plumbing don’t count… This long-awaited expedition was to one of my most favorite places in the world,…
At our house, we talk a lot about Brakiki and Balilies… Nope, these aren’t tropical vacation destinations in Southeast Asia. Translation: broccoli and blueberries. Technically balilies are also strawberries, cranberries, olallieberries… well, all berries really. These vocabulary concoctions conjure images of Jake lounging on a white sand beach while I…
So I was talking to my dear friend Sarah a few weeks ago and realized that many of my posts probably could use pictures… I recognize that perhaps, at times, my delicate prose just doesn’t describe the less than delicate activities occurring primarily on my living room floor. Therefore, I’ve…
