I’m a big believer in nature. Some things I’m sure are nurture, but really, I think there are genes and combinations of genes that we wouldn’t believe in our wildest dreams. I’ve already written about Jake’s “torture gene.” Not long ago, I read a book that said the proclivity to suck on…
Growing-up, we had the most loving white umbrella cockatoo named Roxie. We bought her at the Santa Cruz flea market, where we bought several other birds that were most certainly smuggled in from far away places and then sold to slightly suspecting bargain shoppers at the drive-in movie/swap meet. Every…
Last week was Jake’s 17 month birthday. I’m pretty sure that he has been exposed to more wild bears in 17 months than most people have in a lifetime. But I’m getting ahead of myself… A couple of weeks ago Jacob came home with a great picture of an oso…
“Holy molar Batman! I owe my life to dental hygiene.” Yes, I married a man who has said this to me on countless occasions. How does he even find appropriate situations to whip out this Robin quote? I have no idea… but you have to be somewhat impressed, right? …
One of James’ favorite movies is Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Gene Wilder, not Johnny Depp. Apparently, Willy Wonka looks like his dad. In general, I’ve been Roald Dahl’s biggest fan since Mr. Shepherd’s lunchtime readings in 4th grade. Unfortunately, the creepy singing tunnel scene makes this movie unwatchable for…
It’s all Alesia’s fault. She is the reason that I have been addicted to a certain teenage romance vampire series. Honestly, I like it, but I don’t love it. Not in the same way that I love my Phillipa Gregory princess books. In any case, I’m still addicted. And the…
Jacob loves his Dada. And now that he goes to his new school, he gets to spend even more time riding around in the car with his Dad… visiting houses, walking to Peet’s, and playing in the backyard. Lately, Jake has been pointing to various men around town and yelling,…
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…