There’s something about Jacob that sometimes when you’re seriously scolding him, it doesn’t seem to phase him. At other times, you barely say anything and he bursts into tears. I think he gets it from his Daddy. Usually he comes stumbling toward me from another room, sniffling and sobbing incoherent words. “What happened…
I recently learned that Obama’s secret service code name is Renegade. Apparently Reagan was Rawhide and W. was known as Trailblazer. Baby Nate is currently under heightened surveillance and therefore, clearly needs a code name. I had some fun using the Internet code name generator (http://www.channelone.com/fun/swf_code_name/). But I’m going to…
When I was living in Spain I was highly atuned to language– both English and Spanish. I was always noticing phrases, sayings, colloquialisms. And now that we have a walking, talking 2 love, my language radar is up again. All of a sudden I notice the inaccuracies of words like…
Tonight I put Jake to bed with his usual critters: Harry Elefante, Monkey Mouse and Baby Cillo… plus firefighter and firelady, a miniature dinosaur, his fireman hat and an old iPhone. We draw the line at his fishing pole. He’s allowed to gaze at it as it rests on the…
Last Tuesday, Baby Nate and Mommy boarded CalTrain for the first time. When we kissed Jacob goodbye at the curb he was wailing, “I want go on choo choo train, I want go on choo choo train!” But then switched to “I want Baby Nake, Baby Nake!” all the way to…
We ask Jacob a lot of questions. We get the same answer to many of them. I thought I’d put together a quick FAQ. Here are a smattering of the latest and most frequent replies: Q: Jakey, what color is that (doggie, elephant, guitar, banana)? A: (Without hesitation) Breen. (Green.) One…
Yesterday Natesy laughed for the first time. First when Daddy was giving him kisses, and then later on when Mommy was giving him kisses. Most people don’t like being laughed at when they go in for a smooch, but we don’t mind one bit.
My friend Kristen loves to read Us magazine. Unfortunately I’ve ruined one standing feature for her which is the “Stars– They’re Just Like Us!” page. Apparently, up until I pointed it out, she’d never noticed how ridiculous the “Stars drink coffee– Just Like Us!” captions were. Luckily she’s a good…
Jake loves being a lion… or yi-yon as he puts it. More on lions sometime in the near future. This is an important detail as I relay one of James’ latest stories. A few weeks ago we were bicuspid deep in our ten day biting phase. James picked Jake up at school and…
My mom likes to reenact my preschool days by telling the story of when I was bitten at Joan’s house. To hear her tell it, I informed her 10 times a day for the first 10 years of my life that “Matt bit me on the finner.” (finger) Apparently I was…