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Lunches

Monday, April 21st, 2008

I’m fine with making breakfast for BigBrother (and someday LittleBrother). I change it up from day to day. One day it is oatmeal. One day it is a waffle. One day he has cereal. I’ll occasionally get all kinds of crazy up in here and make “Cake-Cakes,” otherwise known to the English-speaking world as pancakes. [...]

The One with the School Trip

Friday, April 18th, 2008

I woke up yesterday morning and couldn’t remember why I had a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. Then BigBrother came running up to me, crashing into my legs and I remembered: We were taking him to preschool for our tour, to ask questions and to watch him interact for a little [...]

I Don’t Want (Enter Everything Here)

Tuesday, April 15th, 2008

Remember how excited I was when BigBrother’s vocabulary started exploding? And how I pushed him to talk about everything? And how he really never shuts his mouth? Yeah. Well. It’s gotten worse. I mean, it’s good. He’s forming sentences and making logical connections. But ugh. The newest addition?
“I don’t want…”
In the past twenty-four hours, for [...]

Gearing Up + Nausea

Monday, April 14th, 2008

We’re scheduled to tour the preschool we want BigBrother to attend in the fall on this coming Thursday. That’s right. Preschool. He won’t quite be three yet come September but as he’s just over the cut off and already potty trained (minus an accident here or there) they are willing to make an exception and [...]

We’ve Been Outside

Wednesday, April 9th, 2008

When I was a brand-spanking-new parent to BigBrother, I wrote this big, self-righteous post about how I wanted to raise kids who liked being outdoors more than they enjoyed being plopped in front of a television set for hours. Written on the old, now-defunct blog but saved elsewhere, I found said post and thought a [...]