Well, it wasn’t teething, folks, it was Roseola. Such a bummer because A. Week of Hell with zero teeth to show for it, and B. We gave Bodhi a virus because we thought the damn virus was teething! He had no fever and no flu or cold symptoms, but on Saturday morning I took off […]Read Post ›
It’s been a week. And from what I’ve heard from other mamas, we seem to not be alone in this. Teething pain is at a new level. Medicated (homeo and not, I even put whiskey on his gums once), with a boob readily available and my complete attention, he sobs. Just lays in my arms […]Read Post ›
Mila likes Ian. A lot. She lured him into her lair and pounced. Yup, that’s her man alright.
We took a break from The Grammys to film ourselves. Ian loves himself some Ian. Pardon the drool. We’re teething over here.
It was a long day. At breakfast, we practiced with a very large spoon, and started saying the word “more” in addition to signing. Then, we had a nap. When we woke up, there was two aunties and one magic blue horse named Rody. Lastly, we got our very first haircut, courtesy of […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 