Fall is in the air and everyone’s still a little jumpy since Halloween. Although the plastic is down and the kitchen is now accessible and well lit (but essentially empty Fernando), Nate still can’t enjoy his dinner. And the day after All Hallows’ Eve, Jake’s teacher Miss Letty did something…
Is that Jacob in a ballet class? Wow, you guys are so progressive. Alas, that’s not a picture of Jake. That’s a picture of his clandestine twin, Mayme Rose, who lives across the entire country and elected to wear her identical lion costume to ballet class on her birthday earlier…
Does every kid say “lellow”? (You know, assuming they speak English…)
As previously mentioned, this was the Year of the Lion (again) and the Year of the Sock Monkey (my choice). As my last year of choosing, I totally give myself an A+ for cuteness. The boys had a costume parade at school which, last year, was recognizable as a parade. …
November seems to be the month where I either become acutely aware of an increasing obsession with one’s nigh-nigh, or it’s when studies show a clinically proven pacifier addiction begins. Either way, it’s clearly a tipping point. When Jake was this age, I declared Operation Bye Bye Nigh-Nigh on November…
A week or so ago I went out to a wonderful birthday dinner with my pirate girls and we got to talking about kid’s shoes. I shared that JJ used to switch off between his two pairs of footwear: his rocket shoes and his trail shoes. It was working out…
Many years ago, someone asked James a question we no longer remember… His response however, has entered the realm of Fucillo Family lore, “I work for Habitat for Jaimie.” Ha, ha. What a clever man I married. And on that note, this is the beginning of Week 4 of Extreme…
Halloween is breathing down our necks… just four days away. I bought six crows online that got four stars instead of five for being “too real.” I guess some rural resident had their faux crows eaten the first night they were out. That totally sold me and so I bought…
Never a dull moment here in Balconia. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight. I’m all hopped-up… on VICTORY. So now you know this story ends happily. However, about an hour ago… Imagine Jake and I are reading books in the bottom bunk. Tonight we read Little…
Nate has conquered his fear of the plastic ghost. He yells unintelligible profanities at it, shakes his little fist, and then hits it with the palm of his hand to show it who’s boss. Unfortunately, the fear phase continues… On our road trip last week (which was bliss… more on…