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…
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,…
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…
Once upon a time, my child was so entranced with ants, he would try to catch them. To have them sit in his palm. This afternoon, he was sitting beside me on my office floor, smacking them DEAD with the…
My husband Scott does a lot of cool things. Many years ago, he founded, and designed and redesigned the heck out of, this: Mego Museum And then his toy-loving brain thought up this: Dida Displays More recently, a Lost obsession…
Once upon a time, I wrote about our neighbor’s cat who used to visit us, rather insistently (“a.k.a. a cat-and-a-half, briefly”). Her name was Molly. One day, Molly wasn’t with us anymore. Cause unknown. Jonah’s second major brush with the…
