Wednesday, December 28, 2005
We’re spending this week at my parents in Miami Beach. It’s always nice to come home, but let me tell you, packing for a family of four is waaaay different from packing for a family of three. For starters, when we were three, there was always a place for all of us to sleep. Now, [...]
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Um, my blogger is in French. Is it just me? Some weird glitch? The url is blogger.com still. Luckily I think I could make my way around Blogger in my sleep, so this shouldn’t be a problem for us. (Although it just occurred to me that a French spell check isn’t going to do me [...]
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
My child is advanced for his age. That’s the only explanation. Because according to the Gesell book, Your Two-Year-Old: Terrible or Tender (duh! terrible!), the terrible twos don’t start until 2 1/2. Doodles is only 2 1/3. But we’ve hit the terrible part head on. Oh, be still my heart, he must be gifted. Today, [...]
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Adam was late, trying to get Doodles to bath so he could get to a class he takes. Doodles was at the refrigerator, playing with his magnetic letters.Adam: Doodles, come on! It’s time for your bath.Doodles: Daddy! I’m working!Needless to say with a response like that, Doodles bought himself some more time.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
We’ll see how much I get to post tonight. Sweetie Pie has rediscovered the joys of a fussy evening. Right now, she’s swaddled next to me in bed, having just sated herself after twenty minutes at my br*east. Every night now, she gets herself completely worked up. Last night she fell asleep in my mei [...]
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Every so often I feel the need to remind Doodles that, well, what’s his is his. Tonight while he was bathing, I brought it up again in a happy, nonthreatening way. Me: Doodles, did you know that everyone has private parts?Doodles: Yeah.Me: Your p*enis and your tushie are your private parts.Doodles takes a look down. [...]
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
So tell me, please, why exactly is it unethical for me to spike my son’s milk with a touch o’ Nyquil? He sleeps, he’s happy. He sleeps, I’m happy. What could the harm be?
Wednesday, December 7, 2005
And this is an actual conversation I had with Sweetie Pie today: Me: Whadda ya wanna do today?Sweetie Pie: Dunno. Whadda you wanna do?Me: I asked you first.Sweetie Pie: I dunno. Wanna sing “Wheels on the Bus” again?Me: Twenty-seven times is my limit. Wanna go for a walk?Sweetie Pie: We tried that already. Remember that [...]
Wednesday, December 7, 2005
I’m pretty sure this is the conversation Sweetie Pie had with herself this morning: Oooo! Nakedness! I loooooove nakedness. I more than love nakedness. I lurve nakedness. Oh, I’d roll around and revel in my nakedness if only I could roll around. Wait, what’s that? What is that mommy doing? No, no! No clothing! No [...]
Wednesday, December 7, 2005
Along with only organic food and no television, I was also never going to be one of those mothers who said, “Because I said so.” Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Conversation from this past week: Me: Get your feet off the table.Doodles: Why?Me: Because we’re eating and your feet are dirty.Doodles: Why? Me: [...]