The future of tomorrow’s play date party is uncertain.
Jonah spiked a fever today. I took him to the pediatrician because he was also complaining about being dizzy.
But he’s fine.
I asked the doctor if we should cancel the party and I swear the man looked at me like I was COMPLETELY nuts.
“Give . . . → Read More: birthday celebration, phase 4: on shaky ground
You insert your quarter and pull the arm. Every third, tenth, hundredth time, you hit the jackpot. Your brain likes jackpot. You insert your quarter and pull the arm, insert quarter, pull arm…
But the 4-year-old is easier to please.
The question is, should you please him?
Yesterday, I made the plan on my way . . . → Read More: having a 4-year-old is like playing the vegas slots
And so it goes.
Not exactly the most inspiring place to blog from.
I share with you some of my favorite Jonah-isms of the last few days…
The other morning, I was asking Jonah if there are things he worries about.
He informed me that most of his worries involved being left . . . → Read More: still sick
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
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?
J: Banana who?
(Dear reader, you know this one, right?)
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)