This is what happens when one loses the lynch pin of one’s wardrobe. All color hell breaks loose. Matters not to him of course. He just keeps on swingin’:
Author: calm mama
carnivores, haircut
Things seem to be back to normal around here, so, as I was saying… * * * Food for thought: Over a lunch of Moroccan lamb sausages, beef/rice/allspice/raisin stuffing, and salad today, Scott asks: “Do you think it would have…
blog broken
There’s so much I want to share. Pictures of his first professional haircut. The funny thing Scott said this morning. Not to mention how I’ve lost my categories and archives lists on the left. My blog is broken. There’s a…
joy and sorrow
Today Jonah had his first trip to the “Little Farm.” We’ll have to go again at least one more time, because his father wasn’t with us. But we’ll probably go more often than that because he loved it. He kicked…
lost lid
We lost the hat. The most excellent lid. His signature piece. This time, it’s gone for good. Dear internets, please help us find another one? Anyone out there have a brown Gap bucket hat they want to sell? Size 6-12…
sleep, ad nauseum
Dear Jonah, Last night, at bedtime, you laid in your crib and screamed FOR AN HOUR. How does that happen? Well, as far as we can tell, you woke up at 5 a.m. yesterday, and just flat-out wouldn’t nap all…
just breathe
It was a day when he’d napped for two whole hours. Waking around 12:30 p.m. in dare-I-say? a delightful mood. Diaper change, sit in the living room. What will we do next? Oh, lunch probably. And then it starts. Like…
oh, phooey
I can’t seem to get a picture of the haircut that even shows it’s a haircut. He looks the same. Basically. Here are my attempts. Right after wet combing: After toppling over (note we now put him in the pack…