I finally had a chance to get the pictures from the holidays off of our camera and my phone and uploaded onto our computer. Every time I do this I am reminded how much I love the digital age and the way it allows us to simply hit “move to trash” on those photos that…
One of Santa’s surprises for the girls on Christmas morning was a much-requested, long-awaited easel (a.k.a, “a weasel”). Santa must have had a brief lapse of sanity during December because he surely knew that this gift would be a double-edged sword: a source of great delight and entertainment on one side and yet a source…
A conversation with Toddler 1 in the kitchen last night… T-1: Mommy, do you know what I’m thinking about? Me: No, what is it? T-1 (with concern in her voice): I’m thinking about the big bad wolf. Me: Well, can you think about something else? Maybe something happier… T-1: No, I just can’t. Unfortunately, I…
Last night after her bath, Todder 2 tripped over the corner of a stray gift box and slammed her forehead against the doorframe of her room. It was her hardest fall to date, and the impact left an ugly pump knot as proof. After consoling her and checking her pupils, we decided she was probably…