When Lincoln is Away
Recently, the daycare changed its procedure, allowing parents into the building. As a result, they’re no longer sending home information sheets about your child’s day. They are, however, still doing the sheets and you can take a look at them. I’ve been saving the physical sheets because I love these little glimpses into Lincoln’s day.… Continue reading When Lincoln is Away
Always Just Ask
I *this* close to believing and accepting that the internet had eaten this blog. It’s not like I’ve been a regular poster, but I was wanting to jot something or other down so as not to lose the thought that has sense evaporated. I was just going to start over elsewhere, I guess, and redirect… Continue reading Always Just Ask
Goings on
I bought so many peaches. I’m talking 50 lbs of peaches. I’ve spent a lot of time in my kitchen with peaches. Cause, you know, I guess I need another project because a job that keeps me busy an infant and a teenager just aren’t enough of a challenge? I don’t regret it though. Look… Continue reading Goings on
In an open letter to my younger son,
“That last diaper was a crime! Yet, I’m strangely impressed. In other words, I’ve taken a picture.”
What’s in a Name?
Reusable Baby Wipes
During my pregnancy, I bought what I consider a starter set of cloth diapers. I had actually been interested in cloth diapers when my now 16-year-old son was a baby, but that wasn’t in the cards. During my pregnancy, I also thought that I would have a relatively easy child-birth and spend my maternity leave… Continue reading Reusable Baby Wipes
In an open letter to the white haired gentleman in the Toyota Camry,
“What an impressive head of hair. I mean, the rest of us are supposed to keep an eye on the road….”
In an open letter to my nursing son,
“Please don’t squeeze the Charmin.”
In an open letter to kombucha,
“I’m so glad that we can be together again. I’ve missed you.”