Well, just as every other post is preceded by my apologies, so goes this post. Believe you me, Little L has become an incredibly busy beaver. . . er. . .monkey. In the short span of a few weeks he has gone from taking teetering steps holding my hands with all his might to scurrying …
Is there a bad age for a baby? Each step has been a fascination for me, an experiment in what it is to become one. A person. A being. To develop a personality. And so far it’s felt quicker than a roller coaster ride, even though it’s been almost a whole year that my little …
So last week when I dug into L’s Skip Hop Dash Deluxe diaper bag to take out some of his spare clothing, I realized that I just couldn’t get to the zipper pocket. It wouldn’t open!! Dash it all! But look! The zipper toggle was broken. D’uh. Nothing a little piece of twine or so …
It’s a sad thing when the McRib remains the front page of one’s blog for weeks on end. Haven’t had a “McRib” since that time but did have one more excursion to a McDonald’s on a sunny Sunday morning when little L was with his grandparents and T and I were venturing out into the …
