This morning, Eliza wrote a note to Jim’s mom. She had him spell out “Dear Granny, I love you, Eliza.”
Evidently emboldened by her success, she went solo this evening to write a card for Grandma Texas. She came up with the message and how to spell everything on her own:
It was this or a tattoo on my bicep.
At least when this gets old, I know it’ll wash out. Right now, I love it. Tomorrow at 8:55 as I walk into work? Probably not so much.
But since the economy is continuing to send the finances of my employer down the [...]
Jim and I have been cleaning the house since 9 a.m. and I think we’ve just hit on the perfect Christmas gift:
All we want is for people to stop giving our kid stuff.
Is NOT a joke OMG my back from the bending and putting away.
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Child has inherited her Grandma Texas’s [...]
The New York thing is getting out of hand. I went 4 weeks ago, we all went last weekend, and if all goes as planned we will be in the crowd for the Thanksgiving Day parade thanks to Jim’s hardcore parade-going aunt, who all but levitated last summer when I [...]
I haven’t been commenting or posting because my mom’s been here (hence the no-comment-y from her on y’all’s blogs, too).
Anyway, I have a New York eating adventure to share and more, but all I have time for right now is posting this excellent photo I snapped of the two intergenerational [...]
Jim is driving back from Boston after a day there with a good friend, a much-needed reprieve from stay-at-home-dad-dom, particularly after this week of whining.
I’ve technically been a full-time working mom my entire motherhood, but because of the flexible schedule I’ve had until this schoolyear, it’s felt more like part-time, [...]
1. The husband burned me a CD by Gaslight Anthem, completely unprompted. My iTouch has taken to starting up in random play mode whenever I hook it up in the car. The child has created an imaginary band called “Boston Rock,” who she says I would really like “if you [...]
Well, I may be joining the chorus of the hysterical here, but I am pretty sure Eliza and I had the Swine Flu just now.
I base this on the fact that when I compared our symptoms to those on her pediatrician’s website’s “Do you have flu or a cold?” checklist, [...]
If I ever do get a tattoo, it will be probably be the following, on my forehead: “If your kid is acting like an asshole, she is getting sick.”
I seem to need to learn this anew every time. Blech.
So she all but passed out in her food tonight and last, [...]
