the pieces of my life

When he was just a wee one, we started calling him Doodlebug. He was such a tiny cute thing and, simply, he was a Doodlebug. But then he grew and he started gaining more boy qualities, and Doodlebug didn’t really seem to fit anymore. He was more of a Doodles, as he began to grab [...]

I promised a round-up for graduation, but really, I’m not feeling terribly moved to write about it. It was last Thursday, which already feels like a lifetime ago. I was amazed at how many people came out to see the ceremony–family flew in from as far away as Australia. I never thought graduating from grad [...]