Tonight I’m in the lower bunk with Jacob and he asks for a Super Jake story involving a “tacodile.” Fortunately, I’m familiar. Somehow the movie marketeers have reached me with their Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2 trailer tactics. Note: a tacodile, technically tacodile supreme, is a crocodile with a…
Quite some time ago, Jake declared green as his favorite color. He gets all the green sippy cups. And the green toothbrush. And green trail shoes. And he thinks he likes green apples. Meanwhile, Nate has been… let’s just say, unable, to express his color preferences until just recently. By…
By my calculations, we’ve been going to swimming lessons for 34 weeks. No joke. We’ve only missed four Saturdays in that time. Plus on most Saturdays this summer, we also went outside to play in the kid pool and hot tub for at least two hours. And today goes down…
Oh the dreaded “incident report.” A one page, illegible paper that comes home from preschool, generally three days after said “incident.” It’s a fluid document; quite versatile— used in a variety of situations from playground road rash to well… you’ll see. The last incident report we got for Jake was…
I’d say you’re never quite as in-tune with your daily vocabulary as you are when trying to raise two moderately civilized English-speaking monkeys. I still remember that at Esther’s house, we could only say ‘rump.’ My second grade teacher, Mr. McGuire, had us calling it our gluteus maximus. And I…
This past Saturday I had my first evening out with Nathaniel James; just the two of us. It went like this: We decided to go out in the afternoon since this was our first official night on the town. He asked me to drive. At first glance, it didn’t appear…
I recently enjoyed brunch with eight of my dearest high school pirates/friends of all time. It was wondrous in that I just picked a date, sent out an Evite, and everyone showed-up. Absent were the thirty e-mails it usually takes us to pick a date. Plus three Doodle calendars. And…
One of my earliest memories is of my mom threatening to sell me in the newspaper. I had a good childhood, really, I did. Technically she was threatening my brother and me. Geoff cried interminably for the first three years of his life and I most likely spent that time…
Several months back, my sister-in-law, Erin, told a story that I’ve just got to write down before I forget it. I’m sure I’m not going to get it entirely right, but here goes… My nephew Covin comes home from kindergarten with his dad and has some “news” to report to…
Today happens to be Natesy’s half birthday. I forgot it was the first and so I’ve completely failed on the cupcake front… but the child did have donut holes, a hot dog, Doritos, ice cream and two cookies today. That’s what happens when you wake up at your grandparents’ house,…