Hands off {literally}
Early yesterday morning the Spouse noticed the Baby was making a strange face. Knowing that her favorite pastime is grazing on foreign objects, he swiped his finger through her mouth and recovered the tiny hand you see below:
Early yesterday morning the Spouse noticed the Baby was making a strange face. Knowing that her favorite pastime is grazing on foreign objects, he swiped his finger through her mouth and recovered the tiny hand you see below:
It was bound to happen, but another figurine has suffered a casualty. I thought it was bad when Cinderella lost her hand… But things could be much worse for Cinderella… Yes, my Angel of Prayer was the victim of a high-speed plunge onto the hardwood. And, I’m not sure her fall could be described as…
Yesterday morning I was talking on the phone to a friend when the Toddler came running into the kitchen with what she considered to be an urgent problem if not a full-blown emergency. Her plastic onion and lettuce ball had both {somehow} gotten stuck in the chute of one of her favorite toys–the Busy Ball…
The Spouse and I don’t go to movies much these days. In fact, I think we might average about one a year {unless you factor in movies like Winnie the Pooh, and I don’t really think those 68 minutes of animation with little people on our lap making running commentary the whole time should count}….
Dear Dad, I can’t believe it’s been almost nine years since we lost you. In some ways it seems like yesterday, in other ways… like a lifetime ago. My girls ask about you so often. It amazes me how curious they are about who you were and what you were like. Something deep inside them…
For most women, few things are more personal or perplexing than our hair. We spend countless hours {and dollars} combing, cleaning, coloring, cutting, and changing the hair on our head. It may not define us, but it certainly affects our view of ourselves and gives others a way to remember us. For many, a bad…
The Kindergartener has been asking me a lot of questions lately about what it was like “way back” when I was little. She’s particularly concerned about the lack of technology in the late 70’s and early ’80’s, and she wants to know things like… “Did people have to use typewriters back when you were born?”…
I love her expression! "What? Who me? What are you talking about?"
She is so cute!