It’s just one of those days, those days where I have a million things to do but can’t settle on which so I wander around the house wondering if I should train for Saturday’s half marathon (it’s my taper week, but I still have to get a few miles in), or advance the Moebius strip/laundry…
Bossy
Just a short one to document how bossy you’ve gotten lately. As your language gets better and better and you are more able to communicate what you want, you’ve started demanding a lot more of us. You Hand! Come ON! Outside? Let’s Go! You sleepy? (patting the pillow) Lie down! Put it here! (pointing to…
Cereal!
Maybe a week ago you rolled over for the first time. But a couple of days ago, you began rolling over constantly. It’s almost not under your control – we put you down on a bed or couch, you immediately roll to the left and end up on your face, and then squawk in anger…
A Letter to a Young Bride on the Event of Her Engagement
In this picturesque corner of Central Park, an earnest young man made my sister the happiest of women. The subterfuge and sneaky underhanded dealings required to get my sister to New York City, let alone this particular carefully chosen nook of Central Park at exactly the right time, were sophisticated, and supported ably by this…
On Happiness
Lawyerish is writing a lot about happiness these days. After a lovely six month maternity leave of which I am uber jealous, she went back to work (as a lawyer, in case her blog’s title didn’t clue you in), and she seems to still be shaking out how she feels about not spending all day…