In Italian, our last name, Fucillo, is pronounced Foo-chee-lo. People who claim to know Italian say it means something about shooting or rifle or sniper? I don’t know… contrary to the many compliments I get about my “namesake pasta.” And since we decided the genders of our babies will be…
For several months now, there has been new emphasis in our lives. Frankly, almost everything Jake says is followed by that many times overly used grammatical symbol, the exclamation point. It all began with “Oh no!” (combined with one hand on each cheek ala Macaulay Culkin). This is still uttered…
James is always asking me, “Where did this kid come from?” I now have an answer. And that answer, surprisingly, is Boston. Boston? Yes. We’ve just made the connection. Every day, we now get in the “Cah… cah!” Pretty soon we’ll be pahking in Havahd Yahd.
At 18 months, I’m kind of surprised about what Jake knows. For example, he knows that you lick the lid of the foil after you peel it off the top of yogurt… and then to wash the container when you’re done, before you put it in the recycling bin. He…
Top Ten Signs Jacob is Sleepy: 10. He lays his head down on things… pillows, the floor, a shoe… then pops up real quick and turns in circles. 9. When he’s in his car seat and his dad says, “Shut your eyes, Jakey.” He has to rub his eyes. It’s…
This morning I was going out a door at work and one of the cafeteria employees was pushing this big cooler outside for the outdoor lunchtime barbecue. I hold the door for him and he’s whistling. As I walk away, I realize the tune… “can you tell me how to…
Yesterday afternoon Jake and I were doing laundry after an unplanned visit to Dr. Nancy’s for a “rash.” As I was sorting clothes, I sneezed. “Bless you.” It was like a Miss Manners lightening bolt came down from the sky and struck me down. It was truly a miracle. We…
Last night at dinner we were playing our usual game of Quiz Jakey. “Jacob, who’s that?” “Dada.” “That’s right. Good job! Who am I?” “Mama.” “Yes! Mama. Who are you?” “Joe!” Huh?…
His obsession with phones began early. As soon as he could take his little pointer finger and scroll… scroll. First the TV remote was a phone. One of my cedar shoe trees has found new life as a phone. The baby monitor and the real phone are clear handset stand-ins; pretty much…
Back in June, I had a week-long business trip to Miami. Jake was almost 15 months old and when I came home, he just stood there and cried. I tried to hug him but he wouldn’t have it. That was when I realized he was pissed. About three weeks ago,…