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
I have been wanting to take Henry and Annabelle to toddler time at the Native Earth Teaching Farm for years. We’ve never made it. Usually our mornings are very slow and lovely. The kids completely disappear in their own play worlds in the morning and
Today we had the most idyllic day in Utah. It started out crazy as we overslept. We had to race out the door to my sister’s to babysit Zoe and Watson so she could exercise. They are 3 and 4 years old. We made bluberry
My oh my. It all began last summer when I saw my friend Neila, and she looked goood! Wearing leggings and a fitted shirt, she was toned. Nothing jiggled or shook. Granted, she has always had a phenomenal body, a dancer’s body with ballet posture
Ok, technically he wasn’t REALLY a pirate…he was a commodore. Or so he said. We were playing on the playground in Audubon Park when I spied out of the corner of my eye, a man striding across the park wearing a long pirate coat, pirate
Well, Saturday night was my first real night out after bedtime (7pm!) in four years! I went to see VDay–the tenth anniversary of the Vagina Monologues. Eve Ensler has chosen to focus on Gulf Coast women for 2008. She wrote some INCREDIBLE monologues for the
