In the midst of end-of-term chaos, these beautiful moments keep ambushing me. Last night the Professor saddled up the pup for his evening walkies, and I decided to corral our increasingly active boys into their double stroller and join him. It was either that or continue to chase Liam around the room and scrape dog…
Category: Jack
Not This Boy
Jack’s classmate, the little boy for whom we had the blood drive, is not doing well. His liver is reacting negatively to the chemo he had before the marrow transplant. His tummy is swollen, he’s feeling bad, and his “numbers” (whatever they’re tracking) are “not good.” Anyway this doesn’t help him, or stop these chain…
My Pride, My Joy
The past two nights, I’ve had to take Jack to stay with friends for the evening while I putter about doing law school activities (the husband and baby were out of town). The first night, my best law school friend graciously changed her dinner plans with a bunch of people. They were going to meet…
Go to Aitch Eee Double Hockeysticks, DST
I’m not sure how they can sense that the time is different, but the children are all aflutter today. Jack refused to stay in bed for his nap, getting up and coming out to me three times. In over a year in his big boy bed, this is the first time he’s ever done it….
No, That’s Not How I Got These Great Beads
As I mentioned last year, Mardi Gras can be extremely family friendly, if you want it to be. Go to Canal street and you’re seeing some b00bs, but stick to certain well-known areas of the parade route and you’ll be surrounded by wagons and juice boxes and those ladders with a little high chair at…