Because of facebook, I’ve reconnected with old high school friends, even ones with whom I may never share a single in-person conversation in our lives again, and in this way gained the status of only one degree of separation from…
date night and o’s
This weekend, despite the fact that we HAD NOT budgeted for such an event to occur (and now that we have a fancy Financial Counselor whom we have to report to every two weeks, this is no small thing) —…
i believe in miracles
Miraculously, the internet brought us a new bucket hat. Not identical to the one lost, but close enough to make us happy. Plus it’s bigger than the old one, and with his 75th percentile head, that’s a good thing. Thank…
a pox on all our houses
On Wednesday, Jonah and I had a playdate with another mom-baby duo. We went to a lovely public pool, surrounded by redwoods. Really two pools, a big lap pool only a few feet deep, and a smaller, round pool only…
being nine months old
Now that he’s nine months old: He definitely has opinions. And he’s getting more adept at expressing him. Not that book, no more oatmeal, give me that peach or I shall tear my own head off with my bare hands.…
color un-coordinated
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’: