Potty training started today. You seem to dig sitting on the potty, and you are all about the M&Ms and stickers. I had to make a rule that you sit down for five seconds, because you were just going over there and standing up, sitting down, standing up, sitting down, and expecting an M&M for…
Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated
August
Waiting for our house to be done. You say our old house is “broken.” We toured the new house, and you were very concerned that there were no potties in it. The other day you got frustrated with Liam, and you said “Liam. Scott. Miller.” It was funny. Little bit of juice. A short one….
Heading to Montgomery
. . . so the day has arrived that I travel in my suddenly carseat-less car (the seats below where the boys’ carseats usually are? so gross) towards a large hotel in Montgomery, Alabama, so that I can show how gosh darn good I am at memorizin’ things. The module I’m most worried about is…
Parent-Bashing in the Wake of Tragedy
A letter written after a terrible shooting: Dear people in my facebook feed whose first inclination, after hearing about the Colorado movie theater shooting, was to bash the parents who dared bring their children to a midnight showing of a Batman movie, My son Jack was born on a gorgeous spring day in 2008. From…
Drive In
We took you to the drive-in to see Brave on Saturday night – afterwards you called the drive-in “the big movie that is outside.” Anyway, you loved it. We put you in pjs and got all set about an hour beforehand, and then were going to let you walk around and check stuff out, but…