I was talking to a dear friend with a newborn about the different relationships we have with our kids, and how as the primary parent (because we stay home with the babes), it is our instinct to jump in and tell our partners how to relate to their own child. In my opinion, the answer […]Read Post ›
Ian and I have been sick for a good LONG week. He got it first and was sick all weekend. Dad got it on Sunday and I got it on Monday. Head cold from Hell. It’s Friday. I haven’t worked out since Monday (and this is dangerous times as my “happy pill” comes in […]Read Post ›
Ian’s babysitter inspired the name. I kind of love it. Ian has a head cold and has been on a no food diet all week. He occasionally asks for specific fruit with an abrupt, tense passion (“APPLE!” “MANGO!”). Oh, and he’ll always eat pretzels and crackers. In my attempt to get some more nutrients in […]Read Post ›
Christie over at Long Live Go nominated me for my very first blog award. Shucks. Blushing. I found Christie’s site through a post she’d written about extending breastfeeding (YAY), and learned that she also has a son just about the same age as Ian. She and I have been internet buds ever since. In order […]Read Post ›
I about died when I saw how Bodhi holds his guitar. Not even 2 1/2 years old, people. Call Rolling Stone. Or actually, I’m pretty sure that’s who Ian’s talking to. Negotiating contracts.
Mandy Unruh 