Skateboarding Is Not A Crime

If Jakey says something to you that sounds like “paintballing,” he’s actually referencing his favorite hobby outside of catching butterflies and fishing poles… and that hobby is: skateboarding.  He asks me to leave his socks on so he can slip around on the hardwood floors, “Skateboarding, Mama.  Skateboarding.”  He says Miss…

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The End of an Era

I can hardly believe today was Baby Nate’s and my last day together… just us.  No schedule.  No chores.  No lists.  We just went about our business… Hot tea and the Today Show (sorry Meredith, we won’t miss you), Oller Brothers, Home Depot, soccer jersey drop-offs, dry cleaning pick-up, Buy…

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Goldilocks

It began with Mama’s “hot tea.”  Every morning I have one cup of tea and it is heaven.  Tazo’s Awake tea… even better than those expensive British brands.  In any case, it required significant Jakey training as he has always been highly prone to jostling, bumping, crashing, and spilling.  All…

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Au Naturel

I recently learned a special little tidbit about one of my dearest friends who I’ve known since pre-school.  She has pictures on her iPhone of what I’ll call “heart sightings.”  Jenny explained to me that one day she asked the universe for a sign and now she sees hearts everywhere…

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NJT

I’d like to warn the world that on or near 7pm, each and every night, it’s “Naked Jacob Time.”  Technically, it’s actually bath time, but this involves taking off all his clothes… which if you weren’t aware, is apparently one of the most exciting things that can ever happen to…

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The Bodyguard

Ever since we brought Natesy home from the hospital, I’ve acquired yet another skill set, that of bodyguard.  People always ask, “How is Jake doing with the new baby?” Yes, there have been the requisite swats and head bonks, but mostly, it’s like Nate is a high-powered magnet and Jake…

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Agualemons

Tonight I tried to recreate this amazing tapa I had a few weeks ago with the Guapas in Palo Alto.  It consisted of prosciutto with melon balls sprinkled with chili salt… delithioso.  This dish may represent the turning point in my lifelong protest against melons and their close cousins: squash.…

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