There’s some well-known reference to watching the Giants play baseball being akin to “torture.” Apparently they can be inconsistent, letting the other team start to make a comeback before finishing them off. Over the last three weeks we’ve had our fair share of torture. Below, the evidence: Exhibit A: James…
I’ve been sick for over two weeks… ever since we got back from DC. For a few days I thought I was definitely on the mend, but now I’ve taken a turn for the worse. In normal circumstances, people talk about coughing up a lung. I think maybe I’m on…
Halloween has been particularly eventful this year in the Fucillo household. I promise to write more when I have a chance… but I only have one day until Cillo graduates from Week 23 to Week 24. This year we dressed-up as follows: Jake: Ducky. Or more accurately, Headless Ducky. James:…
Last night, more than 56 years since the last time they’ve won, the San Francisco Giants beat the Texas Rangers to take home the World Series title. For two weeks, anytime Jake sees a TV, he points and says baseball, baseball! All sports have turned into baseball. And of course,…
It is November 1st. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to eliminate the nigh-nigh, completely. (As I’ve previously written, Jake has developed a serious affinity for his nigh-nigh (aka, pacifier). Lately, he overpronouces the “t”… someone at school has corrected him, “nigh-nighT!”) Your first strategy, before implementating “Operation:…
On that same pumpkin selection trip, we had an idyllic day planned. Being an October baby, this is my favorite time of year. I had visions of Jakey running through the pumpkin patch– super excited to see and touch all of the different pumpkins. I dressed him up in autumnal…
It began with fountains. Pictures of lakes. A boat in a harbor on TV. Maybe even a puddle. Two weeks ago we were driving up Highway 1 on our way to pick pumpkins. Jake looks out at the Pacific Ocean and exclaims, “Bath time!”
Every week at yoga, we share a highlight and lowlight. Here are a few from the past month or so: In September, I began a marathon plane journey back from DC. I had originally chosen aisle seats for every leg of my trip. I was making my way down the…
They say with the downturn in the economy, the new trend is moonlighting. And of course, I am no exception to the treacheries of the worst recession since the great depression. Just call me Maddie. I’ve been moonlighting since July. As a manicurist. Though I prefer unlicensed nail technician. I…
When I was little I remember my mom always exclaiming, “Jaimie. Quit. Kicking. Your. Brother!” The last few weeks I have literally been kicked, simultaneously, from both the inside out, and the outside in… Does a spaghetti squash even have little feet?