INSTRUCTIONS: Take one decade-changing birthday. Stir in two unexpected deaths in the family, one unfulfilling job, and enclosed spice sachet of a half-dozen passions that could never lead to paying full time work. Simmer in a medium saucepan on a stovetop for several months. In a separate bowl, whip together one slightly unfocused academic career,…
Giving Thanks
It snowed here in North Carolina on Friday It’s been an unusually cold few days. I never mind the cold leading up to the holidays. It seems appropriate to see your breath fog up the morning air on Thanksgiving morning. We took a walk on Saturday morning. The snow was long gone, it was only…
The Trainee and the Trainer
This morning I was getting Jack and Patrick all situated for breakfast, standing over them by our "sacrificial" (read: covered in baby spitup) green chair. I felt a bump on my calf – and another. Bump bump. Bump. I glance down, and see Virgil standing at my feet. He has been trying to get my…
One Day Down . . . One Night to Go
We did well today, even taking into account the fact that Jack spent half the day with me at work (we couldn’t find a sitter.) I almost managed to stick to his schedule by the minute – and at 7:15 tonight he was begging for bed time. Now, how the night goes remains to be…
For My Reference
For my reference, and also your edification if you happen to have a 6 month old who needs a routine! (Developed after reading through the Baby Whisperer site, and a couple of other sites, and yes I get all my parenting advice from teh internets. What else is it for? Don’t say porn.) 7:00…