Our little family is on the road again, this time to visit friends in Arlington and attend a business meeting in Boston. The kitties will be taken care of by our house-sitter, and I half suspect they may be happier with her than with us these days. After all, they won’t have to compete with […]
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Not in the Caddyshack sense of the sentence, but in the the baby toy sense. One of Evie’s great yard-sale finds of the summer was a toy shaped something like a short volumetric flask. The opening at the top was about the circumference of a golf ball, and the toy came with three balls to […]
Once upon a time, I watched way too much television. Much of that television was pure junk TV, like America’s Next Top Model, but some of it was junk TV disguised as something educational. If you’ve watched much of the programming on the science or history channels, you are well aware that many of these […]
We had another first today: Simon pulled himself up to a stand. Yay, Simon! Lately, we’ve been playing a 1-2-3-stand game. We both sit on the floor, I hold Simon’s hands in mine, we count aloud, and I pull him to standing on 3. After a while, he started doing some of the lifting himself, […]
Who sold me out? My sister-in-law warned me about this: you get pregnant and the next thing you know a bunch of stuff arrives at your door. Catalog stuff. Formula sample stuff. Babies R Us coupons. Just mounds and mounds of stuff-mostly stuff I was not interested in. The information had to come from the […]
A little late in the game, I joined the Jewish Community Center two weeks ago. Pool season is nearly over, but when it’s 103 degrees out, it’s about the only thing to do. Plus, I can start working out there and take advantage of the drop-in babysitting, J-Play, which charges a mere $2 for the […]
Simon has hit a few interesting milestones in the past several weeks. And after a lot of same ole’ same ole’ around here, they seem to have all happened at once. He’s a busy, busy baby. “Mama!” Yup, Simon knows I’m his mama and he now calls for me. At first he said “mama” indiscriminately, […]
Matt and I have many silly songs for Simon. Some, like “Surf Champ”, are based on his clothing. Others, like “My Very Own Amazing Baby”, come from lines in books. But a few are from daily life, including “Simon Is a Baby Who Likes to Swing”. It goes like this: Who is a baby that […]
As I mentioned once before, Matt and I have a disagreement over the nature of the image Simon admires when he sees his reflection in glass-particularly in the kitchen window every morning when he’s eating his breakfast. Matt thinks it’s Ghost Baby, who choked on oatmeal years ago and is now trying to relive his […]
About two weeks ago, Simon picked up a brand new disgusting habit just in time to take him to fancy restaurants in Las Vegas. I first noticed it at dinner one night, when Simon opened wide for his first bite, scraped the food off the spoon, and then promptly shoved his left index finger in […]