It’s just one of these kinds of days: Image shot at 35mm, f/2.2, 1/60 sec, ISO 3200. Disclaimer: He loves that dog. And he loves mornings. But we all have our off-days. More Thorough Disclaimer: This picture is not recent. But he still loves that dog. And most mornings. Just not today.
Da-dya-da-ba-da. Enzo is a regular chatterbox these days. He’ll be talking any day now, I’m quite sure of it, because 7-month babies are communicative that way. (For the non-parents out there, that comment was rather self-derisive. Babies don’t actually communicate verbally- purposefully that is- until they’re around a year old. But mine clearly does.) I...
Enzo loves bubbles. Don’t all kids?? They’re totally magical (and I’m not referring to the creepy David Bowie kind of magic). I think the only reason Enzo tolerates Gymboree classes is because of all the bubbles. This pic is over a month old but I wanted to share because Enzo refuses to sit in his...
Have you noticed that once you have kids, suddenly you start bringing back your family traditions? Seems we forget them in our (roaring?) twenties, then once the little ones come along, traditions seem important again. Yes, I count myself in that chagrined number. Growing up I spent a lot of time at my maternal grandmother’s...
I twisted my knee the other day on the job (ie mommyhood) and have been limping around ever since. My quality of work (ie cuddling, playing peekaboo, lugging baby around while cooking, getting enough sleep to do said tasks) is suffering. Where do I petition for workman’s comp? Or do I qualify for some kind...
