Prejudice

We are all guilty of prejudice.  It’s human nature.  And we all know that prejudging is generally negative and implies fear and intolerance.  I must confess, I discriminate against sippy cups.  Yes, it’s true. There are two kinds of sippy cups in this world: the good and the bad.  The good…

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Florida

Dr. Nancy always has really good advice.  My favorite is one of her go to’s: Don’t worry.  Have you ever seen an adult walking around with X?  (insert big belly button, whites of the eye that are gray, pink splotchy neck, etc.) I remind myself of this when the sunlight…

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Jakey’s Nemesis

Jakey has met his nemesis.  And her name is Emi.  I admit, not your usual nemesis name. On the forms in the Teacher Linda C. binder there was one with silly kid categorization: flexible, fearful, feisty.  The “flexible” box was checked for Jake.  Without a doubt, Emi is feisty… and…

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When “no” was cute

I’m certain that we will look back on these days in skeptical wonderment.  We’ll say, “What?  There was a time when we thought “no” was cute?  Unheard of!  Impossible!  Ridiculous!”  (Yes, our future selves will be saying these things with a British accent as well.) It started a month or…

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Two Conniptions

James is in Jake’s room putting his socks and shoes on in the morning before school.  Jaimie is in her bare feet. Jaimie, “Ew.  What is on the bottom of my foot?” James, “Where?” Jaimie, “Is that what I think it is?” James, “I couldn’t help it!  He had a…

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That Jakey

Teacher Linda C.’s Jakey Binder is a blogging gold mine.  This picture forever commemorates the day Mommy forgot Jakey’s lunch on the counter…  So, I went to the “Grab & Go” to find baby friendly foods for a 9-month old.  What did I find?  A cheese platter featuring 2 butterfly…

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Wake-up, wrestle, wrepeat

Wake-up.  Baby lunch.  Tea.  Dishwasher.  Baba.  Shower.  Dress. Jake-up. Dump baby in big bed with Dada & baba. Layout baby clothes. Pack bag: baby lunch, sippy cup, extra milk, wallet, keys, badge, iPhone. Commute. School. Work. School. Commute. Baby hors d’oeuvres.  Dinner.  Bath time.  Dishwasher. Wrestle. Book.  Baba.  Love you’s. …

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Blogtastrophe

Last Friday, James called me at work. “Jame, I’m so freaked out right now, I’m shaking.” OMG.  Horrible thoughts are running through my head at lightening speed.  Are you OK?  Did something happen?  Was there an earthquake in the south bay that I didn’t feel at work and furniture has…

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