Yesterday was a Day of Tantrums. It didn’t start out that way. Baguette woke up happy, because we were all there. Mr. Sandwich, who normally leaves at 6:00, was home to take care of some car repairs. I was about … Continue reading
See that owl on my forearm? Baguette says that’s a “Mommy Bird.” … Continue reading
. . . which is not to be confused with Cock-a-doo! Rooster photo by bagsgroove, via Flickr. Creative Commons. … Continue reading
No More Tears and No More Tangles–that’s what my mom used on me. And it’s what we used on Baguette, once her hair got long enough to tangle. But it turns out that’s not enough any more. Baguette’s hair is … Continue reading
Three years ago, a little girl entered our lives and changed our world forever. … Continue reading
Who am I? Based on my superhero powers, I have a lot of identities. 1) The Unstoppable Force: Labor and delivery. ‘Nuff said. 2) The Emphathizer: I can (usually) snuggle and talk a tantrum away. 3) The Staunch Supporter: I … Continue reading
When my brother was two, my mother asked our pediatrician how she could get him to eat more foods. The doctor said, “Well, what does he eat?” My mother said, “He won’t eat anything but hot dogs, orange juice, and … Continue reading
Please don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I don’t care about you. Far from it. I want you, the individual, to live a life that makes you happy. That means that if you don’t want to work outside the … Continue reading
From Baguette, naturally. So this is how I feel today. Photo by beccafrog, via Flickr. Creative Commons. … Continue reading
This week’s Monday Listicles is “10 Fantastic Smells.” At first, I thought that the topic wasn’t really grabbing me. But then Baguette spent the night throwing up, and I realized that what really smells bad is vomit on your couch. … Continue reading
