Oh my, magic everywhere! Today we went to Carly’s house to swim and have dinner. She is so amazing with the kids! She told Annabelle there were all sorts of magical secret places in her house that only kids can go to, no grown-ups. Watching
Today we were swimming at Carly’s wonderland pool, and Annabelle said she had to pee-pee. I suggested she go among the flowers like a puppy so we wouldn’t have to go in the house in our wet suits. She obliged, and when Henry saw what
We were so tired this morning I wanted to sleep for five more minutes, so when Henry awakened and started puling on my nose, I said, “Annabelle, can you babysit Henry for five minutes?” Then they started wrestling and laughing hysterically. He was rolling on
Driving around the French Quarter in a horse and carriage, I feel so at home with the red leather seats and the rocking motion of the carriage. I know damn well I must have lived in the Quarter in a past life–most likely as a
Woke up this morning to Henry insisting on dressing like an elephant and feeding himself a banana. He got to feed carrots and bananas to the elephants at the zoo the other day, and it’s had a far-reaching effect. Annabelle rolled out of bed and
A few months ago, Henry and Annabelle became interested in butterflies. They love to watch them flutter around the park. We read The Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle and decided we would like to see exactly how a caterpillar would become a butterfly. We ordered
I couldn’t help but shake my head in wonder tonight as two-year-old Henry took the whisk from out of the kitchen drawer, stuck it between his legs, and started to ride it around the kitchen making clip-clop noises with his tongue. “Look a’ me, Abelle”
Well, well, well, I was sitting in the car in the parking lot at the beach, trying to open Annabelle’s squeezy yogurt. I spent about five minutes trying to open it like a lady, ripping it with my fingers. I was now resorting to trying
Henry has become obsessed with our neighbor’s nasty-ass trash cans. Today he toddled over to their yard wearing only a diaper and my cheetah print platform flip-flops and dragged their giant can all the way back to our house. He tried to get it up
Today we went to see Kung Fu Panda and there were some striking similarities between me and the great panda, namely our love for cookies. I’m loving panda bears right now–especially wise lovable ones named Stillwater–as seen in the brilliant children’s books: Zen Ties, Zen
