Monthly Archives: November 2010

Me: A word to the wise – don’t eat a bunch of frosting and then go running right after. I might hurl. John: Well, I’m not wise, so your words are wasted on me. Perhaps you should say, “A word … Continue reading →

This morning I was trying to get Oz ready for preschool. As I was cramming socks onto his wiggly feet, I noticed he hadn’t touched his breakfast. He’d been too busy watching Curious George and hiding Woody’s hat under the … Continue reading →

A friend of mine sent me this article from Slate, entitled Parents are Junkies. If you’re a parent, you should read it. If you’re not, but you’re thinking of becoming a parent, um, maybe you shouldn’t read it. If you’re … Continue reading →

My mother’s guilt is forcing me to preference this post with an assertion that, albeit true, is not always at the forefront of my mind these days: Oz is great. He’s the best little person ever. He’s playful and inventive … Continue reading →

I really wish I was tech savvy enough to put a sound bite into this post, because Oz has a new game, but it’s only really funny if you hear him play it. I’m going to try to explain it … Continue reading →

Apparently, tonight was Crazy Hat Night at our dinner table. Oz insisted on wearing his Luigi hat from Halloween. (He and his friend, James, were Mario and Luigi. He took James’ hat home too.) That’s not unusual, as lately he … Continue reading →

In honor of, well, okay, I guess now it’s last month’s being Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I have something I want to get off my chest. (Ha ha, no pun intended, honest. Really. I wrote that before I even thought … Continue reading →

Meals with a toddler are rarely relaxing. John and I decided early on that, when we had kids, we would make dinner a time to come together at the table as a family, so we could connect and share our … Continue reading →