As is the case with everything else related to raising two children, I keep finding myself re-evaluating the way I’ve done things as I’ve fed L. to make them more appropriate for P. These boys are completely distinct individuals in
Sometimes, when parenting small children, you find yourself doing triage on situations in the most ridiculous ways. (Also, saying the most ridiculous things: “Please don’t stick your fork in your underwear.”) Last night was such a moment in our house.
Last night in our house is sort of a blur. It’s becoming increasingly clear to me that there are devious cosmic forces at work, which occasionally decide to band together and join forces to make sleep a near impossibility for
It’s not cold here in the Northeast, the way it should be on December 1; no, it’s warm-ish, nearly 60 degrees, and disappointingly unseasonal. But it’s blustery and rainy and stormy outside, so it’s still a good day for a
It’s hard to meal plan for December. Not impossible, but harder than it should be. With the big Christmas/New Year’s celebrations happening at the end of the month, there’s effectively a full week — at least in our lives —
I made it with my own two little hands. It’s in the oven right now, roasting, so I sadly cannot tell you — yet — whether or not it turned out well. But it’s a Thanksgiving turkey, and it’s in
Sometimes it’s easy, in this Red, Round, or Green World, to be a little too idyllic, or a little too self-righteous, or a little too absorbed. Sometimes it’s easy to fall into the trap of letting other people think that