James has been coaching Nate’s tee ball team, the River Dogs, this season. It has been a season full of laughs, a bit of chaos, and innovation in tee ball drills… we’ve trademarked the “Not in My Yard” drill. The only downside was that, as the life partner of Coach James,…
Dear Jakey, You’ll notice your birthday letter is a bit delayed… well, technically you won’t notice but still… In March you turned 7— it blows my mind. I look at you and I can just hardly believe how fast you are growing-up. I think you woke-up on your birthday and…
Earlier this week, Jacob had a weekday baseball game in addition to our two practices… which means we either eat pizza three days a week, or we go to “Pasta Peet’s,” where Nate can eat pizza. (Nate still seems confused between Pasta P and Peet’s Coffee…). So we get in…
Twelve days ago, the flu hit our house like a freight train. It started with Jacob— he tends to be the epicenter of unwanted household maladies. He complained of a really bad headache and then lost his lunch all over the couch. You always know when Jake isn’t feeling well because…
Dear Natesy, On March first my baby boy turned 5. 5! In your words, it was your “whole” birthday. No longer are you four-and-three-quarters. Leading up to it you would ask, “Is it my birthday tomorrow?” And I would tell you no. And you would ask, “Is it my birthday the tomorrow after tomorrow?” And…
I’m still catching-up on my holiday blogging. Unfortunately, I think I needed a little distance to gain some perspective on Christmas 2015, also known as “Barforama.” Stories for another day. In the meantime, I’ve noted that my husband, the one that I’ve been hanging out with for many, many years,…
Jacob: “Dad, would you rather be eaten by a tiger or a lemon shark?” Dad: “Um, neither.” Me: “I choose tiger. I think it would be over faster.” Nate: “Would you rather be eaten by a boa constrictor or a great white shark?” Me: “Boa constrictor. How about you?” Nate:…
Love is in the air. Pink trees are in bloom. Love-struck squirrels are chasing each other through the tree tops. And tomorrow is Valentime’s Day. That’s what Nate still calls it. He also calls it a Pubic’s Cube (Rubik’s Cube), a dong (gong), and his “nibbles” (nipples), but who’s keeping track?…
As I was contemplating the No It All Gift Guide of 2015, I briefly flashed back to a day early on in Jacob’s first year of kindergarten. He came home and, without warning, declared, “No. More. Sandwiches.” I averted my gaze, curtsied and replied, “May I fetch your Lordship something more…
Nate’s first school best friends were Lucas and Logan. Make that: Loo-kas and Logan. They palled around together for several years at Saint Lizzie’s. Then Bennett came along. Nate spends so much time with Bennett that I’ve caught him, on more than one occasion, absentmindedly referring to me as Bennett……