For at least a year, Jakey’s favorite word has been “no.” It used to be the response to just about everything. “More cereal?” “No.” “Do you want a cookie?” “No.” “Do you want a million dollars?” “No.” Then a few months ago he started to mix it up with “nope”…
Mini watermelon?! Instead of thinking about produce I’m trying to focus on how excited we are to finally find out who Baby Cillo is. I’m back on the fence about whether it’s a boy or a girl. I just can’t tell this time. It’s definitely not Baby Jake. But it…
Somehow leek week passed me by in a blur. I have to say that leek was a much better mental labor image than…
On January 31st, James and I had our first joint parent teacher conference with Miss Dulce. It was very positive and she said Jakey is getting ready for literacy. I’m assuming this means correctly identifying letters given his current penmanship? He’s also started transitioning to the next “big boy” classroom…
Jakey has been saying some pretty cute things these days. A list of my favorites: “Up or down. Up or down.” (Clearly he wants up, but for some reason he’s added this second option, as though he’s giving us a choice.) “Seat down, Mama. Seat down.” (This week in the…
Yesterday was a beautiful sunny day, and Jakey’s first trip to the Monterey Bay Aquarium. We saw otters, fishies, birdies, flamingos, pelicans, jellyfish, sharks and whales. On the walk from the parking lot to the wharf we witnessed numerous bicycles as they whizzed toward us. A man with a helmet…
For Christmas, Jakey got a lot of new toys… He’s been baking hundreds of cupcakes, cutting fruit (hi-ya!) and loading it into a truck with his shovel, riding his bicycle with a hat on (his “helmet”) and spending significant time in his vintage fire “enen” (we encourage engine over truck).…
Yesterday James and I walked to Peet’s in the afternoon. James: “Wow. Why are there so many birds in the sky?” Jaimie: “I don’t see any birds.” James: “See all those white birds, way up there? How can you not see that?” Jaimie (squinting to see tiny white specks, literally…
Growing-up, I distinctly remember a time in high school when my mom was constantly lamenting the car insurance bills. I don’t really know how it was possible, but the number eight sticks in my mind. Eight?! We had four drivers… can my memory possibly serve me correctly? Let’s see. I…
This afternoon Cillo put on his/her own halftime show during Super Bowl XLV (45). Both James and my dad noticed the belly dance that was occurring at my end of the couch. Perhaps it was the hamburger, chocolate cheesecake cupcake or potato skins that were on today’s menu? Swiss chard…