Well, little Miss Three-Year-Old Diva just came home from the drugstore with Grandma and Grandpa complete with a new crown, earrings, a ring, a necklace, and a bunny. She has gone from mirror- to-mirror around the house admiring her swinging earrings and holding her dance
We had so many perfect days on Martha’s Vineyard this summer. So many moments of watching Henry stand on his head looking through his chubby little legs for a new view, watching Annabelle play mermaid, watching George swim while holding both kids in his arms,
When I lived in Hollywood, I liked to claim my true heritage and go by the name Princess Marcella DeLaLuna. My great grandmother on my mother’s side was a Mayan Indian princess and I have a fairy ancestor from Scotland on my father’s side, making
Underneath the crest of Harvard there is one word: veritas. I could guess it’s meaning, but I wanted to know it’s exact definition. I asked George. No one loves a good word more than George. I suppose that’s why he chose to get his Masters
To be totally honest, I don’t really like Star Wars. In fact, I’ve never even seen it. Robots and light sabers not being very appealing to me. George however, loves it. And he has taken great delight in putting a photo of the main character
At fourteen months, Henry is almost done nursing. It’s bittersweet for me. I’m elated to buy beautiful lingerie again. I will be burning the terrifying nursing bras I’ve been wearing for three years straight now! I’m excited to have my very own breasts again. And
Ah yes. Another dinner with the in-laws. In Chilmark. Our stoned waiter with waist-length dreadlocks kept tripping over chairs, Grantine (she will NOT be called Grandma!) lit her napkin on fire, put out by GW (he will NOT be called Grandpa!), burning a hole right
