Self Portrait

It was approximately a year ago when Jake’s previous classroom devolved, as James describes it, into Lord of the Flies.  Ultimately the problem seemed to be too many kids, a disproportionate age spread, and perhaps a tad too much “free play.”  Every day I would encourage Jake to keep his…

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Naketionary

We’ve suddenly noticed Nate talks.  I mean, we’ve known he says things,  but now all of a sudden, I think he’s saying lots of things.  Here’s a little cheat sheet, in case you find yourself in a deep discussion with our littlest conversationalist: Mama = Mama Dada = Dada Mo…

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Retraction

Admittedly, I’ve always been unsympathetic to what I’ll call Mom Frump.  Jeans with white Reeboks.  Scrunchies.  Headbands.  You’ve seen their pictures in Glamour magazine—  unsuspecting moms sporting fashion faux pas and black bars over their eyes.  Just because you have kids doesn’t mean you grab your appliqued sweatshirt, slip-on your…

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Just Right

Every night at bedtime we have an elaborate routine that begins with bath time and ends with “talking yes-ter-day.”  Talking yesterday is basically going over what we did yesterday.  The last few nights Jake has changed it up and now likes me to tell him a story and then he…

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Dinosoar

On Sunday we went to Jakey’s friend Brady’s third birthday party at the Children’s Discovery Museum.  It was all about dinosaurs, those little roll-up party horns and unnatural colors of frosting.  After we got hopped-up on sugar and paraphernalia dinosauria, we decided to check-out the museum. Jake’s favorite stop was…

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