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rumors of his weaning have been greatly exaggerated

As is the way of the Internet gods, as soon as one blogs something, it turns a corner, flips a U-ey, slams into reverse.

…eh, it’s not that bad.

I hadn’t been super enthusiastic about him weaning. I liked the idea that he seemed to be doing it on his own. But I wasn’t feeling . . . → Read More: rumors of his weaning have been greatly exaggerated

bump band giveaway

When I was a wee pregnant woman, and this blog was still fairly new, or rather, less old than it is now, I participated in a bloggy giveaways carnival. My readership spiked for a few days as people vied for the opportunity to win one of my adorable TCBTS mugs.

In the spirit of this . . . → Read More: bump band giveaway

the 200th word

Okay, so I don’t really know which one was the 200th word because I was having too much fun using the sort feature to alphabetize the list, eliminate duplicates.

Sometime in the last few days, Jonah said his two-hundreth word. Let’s pretend that it was “Honey.”

Our mornings go like this: Jonah wakes up, Scott . . . → Read More: the 200th word

jonah’s experience of the inauguration

I turn on the TV to set the Tivo to record (since I won’t let him watch TV). He immediately pulls himself up against the TV stand and looks up at the giant screen, at the crowds.

Hiiiii! He says.

I turn off the TV, switch to laptop, load the flash player to watch streaming . . . → Read More: jonah’s experience of the inauguration

a beautiful day

When we clean up for company, it’s as if the house perks up, like a dog that knows it’s been good and is waiting for a pat on the head.

Kelly brought these fancy doughnuts from a shop in San Francisco. The box was plain brown cardboard. Inside, huckleberry-meyer lemon, bacon-maple, and deep-fried chocolate cake . . . → Read More: a beautiful day

words words words (and more words)

He says:

clothes, shirt, pants, knee

clap, lap

open, closed, knock

zebra

hair (and the phrase: “brush hair”)

me, Jonah (these two words together, while pointing to himself)

and tonight, while I was nursing him, and someone called, which one can hear through the wall:

He stops immediately, looks up at me. “Phone, ring.”

It . . . → Read More: words words words (and more words)

he’s weaning mom?

I meant to but never reported exactly when we realized the pacifier had faded away. I think it was around eight months or soon thereafter because I know he wasn’t taking it during that second round of sleep (re)training.

It just sort of happened. For a long time, we always had a pacifier for him. . . . → Read More: he’s weaning mom?

my little napoleon

He just keeps on talking. He puts together adjectives and nouns now, which Laura says is a very advanced skill.

Waaruh! Cold! Waaruh! Cold. (Water, for those who cannot translate.)

We do a lot of guessing lately. Tonight while I was meditating, I heard Jonah telling Scott, “Tuh-aun-eh,” over and over. And I could tell . . . → Read More: my little napoleon