Category: Our Son
The boy who got the worst room in the house
In the grand scheme of our House of Dreams, I always feel like poor D got a little bit screwed. It was all quite by accident, of course. And his room isn’t terrible, it’s just that his sister’s room is so much better? At… Continue Reading “The boy who got the worst room in the house”
A Tale of Two Leggings
SCENE: This morning at our house BACK STORY: Little D (age three) attends a weekly gymnastics class for three- to five-year-olds (yes, at the same place where I put myself through gymnasticky torture of the adult variety). Anyway, they have a lot of rules… Continue Reading “A Tale of Two Leggings”
A day of firsts
He started preschool yesterday. Somehow, just a little more than three years after he arrived on the planet, he was old enough to be able to go off to school. I still don’t get how that math works. He had been talking about it… Continue Reading “A day of firsts”
Chatty Cathy
I can’t tell if it’s boring when I re-tell them to other people, but I just can’t get enough of the funny things my newly-minted three-year-old has been saying lately! Maybe it’s a Mom thing, and other moms find toddler-speak interesting, too? I always… Continue Reading “Chatty Cathy”
A year of potty-training
When I tell people that we took a year to potty-train D, they often think we had a horrible time doing it. But that’s definitely not the case. We just did things in stages, and kept everything very casual and slowwww for our kind-of-rigid… Continue Reading “A year of potty-training”
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