Dear Jack, You really, really loved the cauliflower at dinner tonight. You gave it a “Iz good” and a thumbs up — this is your official stamp of approval. You wear a Paw Patrol hat every (EVERY) day, usually backwards. You are two and two months. This week, you decided to be terrified of the…… Continue reading Wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle — STOP.
If it could just keep raining, I’d appreciate it. Unlike rainy days as a teacher (where the teenagers howl at the moon), rainy days at home make for peace, especially during toddler naptimes and lazy lunchtimes and — (One.) — book-reading laptimes. It’s not that it’s free from interruption. It’s just that the house is a sort…… Continue reading (Where I track how hard it is to type).
Elizabeth Megan. 3:48 am. 5 lbs 1 oz. 17″. Charlotte Avery. 4:46am. 6 lbs 7 oz. 18″. I’m still holding the L&D details pretty close to my chest. The girls came Sunday the 22nd. We spent 5 days in NICU, mostly for monitoring on room air. I lost a lot of blood during a long delivery. Charlotte…… Continue reading Born.