• the end is the beginning

    My husband’s grandmother passed away.  My husband is very private, he reads this blog, and I am not sure how much he’d want put here about this experience.  But it feels disingenuous to…

  • Bandelier

    The following morning, the Professor lights the already-built fire (LUXURY), and we listen to New Age Native American flute music, which is sort of unlike us, but perfect in this context.  He reads…

  • 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…

  • August

    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…

  • To Market to Market

    **Edited to add a bit that I had written before and inadvertently left off, added at the top.*** The next day – what day is it?  Saturday? – dawns bright and fair, another…