Santa is a girl. You know it. So is the Easter Bunny. And since I’m assailing assumptions and trashing traditions, I’m also getting a little bored with the Want Need Wear Read Christmas categorization of the mommy blog world. It seems like this is just the year to blow ’em up…
This year it seems Halloween materialized in our rearview mirror, out of nowhere, tailgated us at 90mph and then passed us on the right. By the time we realized what had hit us, it was Wednesday. Our school doesn’t allow us to wear costumes to celebrate Halloween, which is worthy of…
My mom tells this story about one afternoon when I was little, baking with my grandmother, Sweetie. I honestly have almost zero memories of my grandmother that don’t involve her cooking or baking. There was one time I remember her yelling at my cousin Kimmy for dropping and exploding an…
It’s true, the summer of 2016 was possibly one of the best summers of my life. Minus the moving part of course. What made it so good you ask? First, I ate three and a half months worth of perfect peaches, sometimes two a day. Not one single mealy bite. …
For several weeks now, we’ve been waiting for Nate’s top right front tooth to fall out. Let’s just say, it’s been pretty disgusting. Like a miniature garage door or the hood of a white slug bug… back and forth, up and down, twisting and turning. It’s gotten so bad that…
James and Jaimie. Yes, it has it’s pros and cons. Party intros: pro. Snail mail: con. And over the years we’ve met many folks that make our names seem crazy different: Mario and Martha, Andrea and Andreas, Tom and Thom. In any case, we love names and our matchy-matchy couple kindred spirits.…
It is with sincere grief and mourning that the family of Chicken Death Destroyer Fucillo, of San Luis Obispo, announces her disappearance and assumed passing, on Friday, September 8, 2017. Although a curious hawk was observed patrolling the area, authorities have identified the prime suspect as a coyote spotted in the early…
When Jakey was two or three, he used to declare “the boss” for the day. He would say things like, “Daddy is the boss today!” and it meant that Dad got to decide everything for the day. Sometimes I was declared boss. But let’s be real, he crowned himself Baby Boss…
My house is invariably filled with Jacob’s nature projects. Just in recent memory we’ve had an “insect collection” he created in a cardboard box with various bugs impaled on toothpicks… a cost-conscious entomology exhibit? A water bottle filled with rosemary next to my side of the bed. An incident where he…
Last weekend I had a hot date, both Friday and Saturday nights. You know it. Friday evening Nate and I painted the town red… or more like turquoise blue. When I asked him out I was fairly surprised at his response. I mean of course he said yes, but when…