When I was little, my brother was all about intent. If we were playing and he got hurt or something hit him he’d immediately cry, “She did it by PURPOSE!” Only it sounded more like “She did it by PORPOISE!” Like I had purposely hit him in the head with…
Dr. Nancy always has really good advice. My favorite is one of her go to’s: Don’t worry. Have you ever seen an adult walking around with X? (insert big belly button, whites of the eye that are gray, pink splotchy neck, etc.) I remind myself of this when the sunlight…
Jakey has met his nemesis. And her name is Emi. I admit, not your usual nemesis name. On the forms in the Teacher Linda C. binder there was one with silly kid categorization: flexible, fearful, feisty. The “flexible” box was checked for Jake. Without a doubt, Emi is feisty… and…
I’m certain that we will look back on these days in skeptical wonderment. We’ll say, “What? There was a time when we thought “no” was cute? Unheard of! Impossible! Ridiculous!” (Yes, our future selves will be saying these things with a British accent as well.) It started a month or…
James is in Jake’s room putting his socks and shoes on in the morning before school. Jaimie is in her bare feet. Jaimie, “Ew. What is on the bottom of my foot?” James, “Where?” Jaimie, “Is that what I think it is?” James, “I couldn’t help it! He had a…
I am convinced the makers of Kool-Aid have repackaged this forbidden childhood drink. They are calling it VitaminWater and charging 2 bucks. Don’t be fooled by the fancy, nutritious-sounding name.
Teacher Linda C.’s Jakey Binder is a blogging gold mine. This picture forever commemorates the day Mommy forgot Jakey’s lunch on the counter… So, I went to the “Grab & Go” to find baby friendly foods for a 9-month old. What did I find? A cheese platter featuring 2 butterfly…
Wake-up. Baby lunch. Tea. Dishwasher. Baba. Shower. Dress. Jake-up. Dump baby in big bed with Dada & baba. Layout baby clothes. Pack bag: baby lunch, sippy cup, extra milk, wallet, keys, badge, iPhone. Commute. School. Work. School. Commute. Baby hors d’oeuvres. Dinner. Bath time. Dishwasher. Wrestle. Book. Baba. Love you’s. …
Last Friday, James called me at work. “Jame, I’m so freaked out right now, I’m shaking.” OMG. Horrible thoughts are running through my head at lightening speed. Are you OK? Did something happen? Was there an earthquake in the south bay that I didn’t feel at work and furniture has…
Today was my first Parent Teacher Conference. I actually felt a little nervous on my way to the meeting… what if they save up all the naughty things he’s been doing and then spring them on you? Does he revolt at nap time? Is the food stealing getting out of…