We had bounced around the idea of a box highlighting kit, DanO and I. If we are going to get serious about kicking our student loan debt where it hurts, my 3-4x a year highlight appointments were one of the first things on the chopping block. And you know what? I really was ok with [...]
I originally posted this in October 2009 when OBoy was 4 months old – about the age that OBrother is now. Rereading it last night was exactly the reminder I needed. For them, then. :: :: :: :: :: :: Holy matrimonial week from Hades. Having a baby is hard on a marriage, there’s no [...]
{photo credit} Both hands free, no little feet traipsing behind me, no little heads to check are clear of it’s swing – I open the door. They’re home, all of them, and I’m here and good grief this is liberating. I eye the cake display. I debate between the lemon blueberry cheese cake and a red velvet [...]
I watch their days mostly from above them. I lean over his crib and tuck the blanket up around his frogged legs, from above he takes up a humorously small area of his mattress. I walk into the play room where he is crouched over a recycling truck making sound effects, loading and unloading the [...]
