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What happened from 7-ish to 9-30ish is a blur. I recall cooking breakfast. Scrambled backyard eggs in unsalted Irish butter (salted with pink salt) and leftover pork roast, a tiny piece cut into tiny pieces. Faux bacon. Toast. Jonah’s breakfast was an unwarmed piece of the gluten-free bread (texture of paste) which he carefully, meticulously, . . . → Read More: a perfect day I picked Jonah up from school today with two of his friends. We currently have 3 carseats strapped in the back, artifact of nanny share days, so I volunteered to be carpool mom. Of the two girls joining us, Jonah decided he wanted the OTHER one to sit next to him. And he decided to . . . → Read More: today we were fragile Meta: I wasn’t going to look at today’s “prompt” because once I do, I have to answer it. I had an idea for today’s post, and then I looked anyway, because… I just had to look. And it’s about balancing child, relationship, and work. Which is exactly what I was going to write about. Spooky! . . . → Read More: now that’s just spooky We’re trying out jokes with Jonah. With some success. Witness: Me: Knock Knock Jonah: Who’s there? Me: Banana J: Banana who? Knock Knock Who’s There? Banana Banana who? (Dear reader, you know this one, right?) Knock knock Who’s there? Banana Banana who? Knock knock Who’s there? Orange Orange who? Orange you glad I didn’t say . . . → Read More: jonah’s jokes He says to me: “Tell a story about Remmy and Hammy.” (We’ve been making up stories for a couple of weeks now about Hammy the hammerhead shark and his best friend Remmy the Remora fish. There’s also a Mako shark named Skate that showed up one time. I have hardly had the chance to write . . . → Read More: jonah’s stories (shark renditions) 
We had a normal-to-rough-ish day. Threat level: Yellow/Bert.
It started out mostly sweet. Jonah had his morning beverage and I had mine. We squished into the glider chair together and read about dinosaurs. Getting him out the door to preschool (well, summer care, but same difference really) was a bit . . . → Read More: marry me Tonight, while Jonah was eating his sandwich, a little bit may have gone down the wrong pipe. He coughed vigorously. And then he proclaimed that he needed to go to the hospital. This is because last week, on Thursday night, he was eating cashews. Except for this one cashew that he held up to his . . . → Read More: sign him up for acting classes This morning, Jonah crawled into bed next to me, wiggled himself up into the pillows until we were practically nose-to-nose, and said: Momma, I love you. I am saving all of my love for you. … This afternoon, as we were driving home from music class, and granted, he WAS tired… Momma, I want to . . . → Read More: jonah said |
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