Oh, hi. Yup, I’m the crazy person who decided it would be a good idea to construct a child-sized Thomas The Tank Engine Halloween costume out of a PAMPERS BOX — and make it WITH MY TWO-YEAR-OLD. Insane, I know. So you’ll understand why… Continue Reading “Toddler crafts for crazy people”
Yesterday was my 29th birthday — hmmm, had better update the blog’s sidebar description to reflect that! — and it was pretty darn amazing. It felt like the best birthday I’ve had in ages, and I think that is because of several reasons: I… Continue Reading “The best day”
My dearest D, Today, you are two years old. Today, I have to officially stop calling you my “one-year-old wonder.” Today, I look at you and see such a startlingly grown-up little person that I can barely stand it. You are using the potty… Continue Reading “Then then he was two …”
Our son, D, is 23 months old. Actually, he’s one year, 11 months, three weeks, and one day old. But he’s still ONE. I get laughed at a lot lately, when I say things like, “But he’s only ONE!” or “My one-year-old …” People give… Continue Reading “Meet my son … he’s one!”
Five years ago today, on Valentine’s Day, Darling Husband (well, then he was Darling Boyfriend) presented me with a diamond engagement ring. Today? Not quite as romantic. The Toddler of Terror kept us up throughout the night screaming — SHRIEKING, actually — and they… Continue Reading “I love you like a pregnant chick loves tea biscuits”