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There are many things I am going to learn because I am a parent. Some will be related to parenting. Some will give me insight into myself as a person. Some will force me to grow. Some will be things I’d never even thought about before. And things that had crossed my mind, but I . . . → Read More: cheetah vs. leopard, and painting Dear Jonah, As I type this, you are sitting on my lap, even though I vowed to minimize your exposure to video screens until age 3. No matter. You aren’t interested in the screen. You’re playing with a tiny hand-painted matchbook shrine I brought back from New Mexico before you were born. It has a . . . → Read More: happy 18 months, boo! Am aghast at how long it’s been since last posting. As amends, another video. Some explanations: I’m pretty sure his hair is just wet and not actually scraggly. When he says “Goodbye Guitar” he is referring to the song we sing at the end of Music Together class. Note his awesome new I-can-walk sandals. . . . → Read More: wonderful guitar Just a note to check in and let anyone who is still following our sleep travails know that the latest technique change is working. At the end of our newly refined routine, he’s down to about 45 seconds of Mommy Mommy before he gets quiet and goes to sleep; the first few nights it was . . . → Read More: improvements Add crying to our bedtime routine. Here we are, yet again. As of last night, daddy does bath, potty, teeth, books and bottles, and another potty. Then at 6:30-ish Jonah gets into the crib. “Lay DOW-UNN,” he says — no longer interested in being rocked while sung to. I take over. I inform him that . . . → Read More: crying Today, while I was doing dishes and cooking, and Jonah was playing in the cat food, as he does, you know, what with the big bucket with the fun spinny top, the scooping with the scooper, the stacking, counting, and restacking of cans with lovely cat illustrations on them… I spotted a spider on the . . . → Read More: not so bitsy spider So this is how they get you. You buy your kid a ukulele (or your mother-in-law does, but how could she not — what with how cute he looked playing it in the store, how happy he was that it was a “guitar” just his size). You tell yourself he can do whatever he wants . . . → Read More: memory, ukulele Mother’s Day! I asked Scott for Dutch Baby pancakes. I was having a craving, and I found this recipe up on the internet and it looked easy enough (a second site recommended doubling the butter, which I recommended to him. “I will set you up for success,” I promised. Though I did indeed worry on . . . → Read More: pancakes, sleep, axes |
 
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