Doodles has a fan club. An honest-to-goodness fan club, and I’m not even in it. There are exactly two members in the Doodles Fan Club: Hannah and Wendy. The both readily agree that they’re his number one fans although there’s debate about who’s president and who’s vice-president of the club. Since Wendy will be getting [...]
“Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba. Ma ma ma ma ma ma.” Hey, every time I say, “Ma ma,” that lady with the milk comes running, getting all smiley, saying, “Here I am!” Let’s try it again, “Ma ma.” Yep, there she comes! Cool! What happens if I say it to that wall over [...]
Speaking of fan clubs, this entry started out as my lament that the biggest problem with summer is it’s the longest stretch of the year without a peep-related holiday. However, a quick peep at the peeps Web site shows me that they now make summer peeps!! And then, who knew? There’s a Peeps Fan Club! [...]
And, yes, for the record, there is nothing innately wrong with the word “husband,” as there is with “wife.” After plying me with a bottle of wine, Adam said tonight, “There’s nothing in the house for dessert.” I remind him that we have individually sealed bars of biscotti, but he takes a quick look at [...]
Mark this date down: On May 12, 2004 at 1:43 p.m. EDT, after a mere 8 1/2 months of parenting, Adam and Jenny resorted to the thing they swore they would never resort to. Pure bribery. Doodles, after hour four, started to get fidgety and after trying toys, walking, and doing the chicken dance (which, [...]
Mommy just doesn’t understand me. I enjoyed the flight from Seattle to Boston. But there was so much to see and do! Who wants to just sit in the car seat? I tried to tell her what I wanted, but she seemed to be willfully ignoring me. After all, it couldn’t be easier to understand [...]
Yes, the comments feature on this sucks. But at this point I’m going to just leave it. Not that many folks comment anyway and hopefully they’ll improve the feature. Sometime when I’m feeling more motivated, I’ll go back to the old comments so those of you who aren’t Bloggers don’t have to be “anonymous.”
This is just a Blogger template. What do you think? Better? Worse (the old one can come back)? The same? (It’s like going to the eye doctor: Can you see better out of one? Or two? One? Two?)
Every time Doodles starts chanting “ma-ma-ma-ma-ma,” I run up to him, put my face in his face, and say, “Mama’s right here sweetheart. Mama is right here,” hoping that one of these days he’ll make the connection. So far all he does is look up at me as if I’m a crazy lady and switches [...]
We’re off on a grand adventure so this week’s post comes a day early and will be a bit shorter as I don’t plan on being up till midnight packing yet again. (At least, that’s the plan. We’ll see what the reality is.)