First Steps

A very wise knitting friend of mine once said, “The first time it happens is when you see it.”  How nerdy is it to refer to my knitting friends?! So according to this little bit of wisdom, JJ never took any steps at school last week and his daddy has…

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We have a winner!

Yesterday we finally found something Jacob wouldn’t eat…  the white part of a hardboiled egg.  It received furrowed eyebrows and then popped right back out.  I tried several more times and was met with a tongue roadblock.  However, not more than three hours later I saw him with a mustard…

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Daddy Texts

This week was my first week at my new job.  I had to go to a beautiful hotel in Healdsburg, eat gourmet food, sleep undisturbed all night long, and go wine tasting.  Why did I stay in engineering so long?… Text, 7:49pm: Jake crawled all around the house.  Looking and…

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BabyMonster.com

The other night, Mr. Grumplemoose reminded me of those career tests you take in high school and it got me thinking… what will Jakey be when he grows-up?  Unfortunately for Jake, Laundry Unfolder is not yet recognized as a true occupation; however, he has shown an aptitude for several potential…

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I Miss the Vegetables

When I was preggers, I got an e-mail every week from BabyCenter.com telling me approximately how big the baby was (http://www.babycenter.com/slideshow-baby-size).  Heirloom tomato, spaghetti squash, rutabaga, 4 navel oranges, and jicama stick in my memory.  I would update my prenatal yoga class each week when we did our roundtable.  I…

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Jake-up Call

This morning I woke-up at exactly 5am.  5:00.  I’m not really sure why I’m still setting my alarm clock. I’ve tried to break-up with my alarm clock in the past.  Two years ago I looked at my Sony Cube and thought… Hmmmmm, maybe it’s time to upgrade from the clock/radio…

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I blame NBC…

We have dark circles under our eyes…  We yawn during the day… We have to hit the snooze button three times before dragging ourselves out of bed.  Well of course, you say.  You’re parents of an 11-month old! Au contraire.  We are addicted to the Olympics.  Now before I get…

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