Monthly Archives: August 2013

If I told my Mom every single thing that Brendan ever did – if she were right here, following him around day in and day out – if she saw every picture that I ever took of him, even the … Continue reading →

It’s been a hard week. There are several reasons, including another trip to the ER with a baby who is particularly susceptible to croup. But the thing that hit me the hardest, was the news that one of my dearest … Continue reading →

Today they had a special combined class event at Brendan’s school. Some people were coming in to do a reptile show and tell. Charlie’s class got to come over for the event, and later in the day Aunt Lisa received … Continue reading →

We had decided that Brendan didn’t need to go to a major league game this year. He’s two, and squirmy – and maybe he would enjoy it more next year. But then he started asking to take his baseball and … Continue reading →

This is a rare pictureless update, but a moment that my heart will never forget. Tonight as we were sitting together, Brendan and I were talking about things we liked. I looked at him and said, “I like YOU!”. His … Continue reading →

We made it home safely. Someone was an absolute angel on the plane, but had a meltdown this morning. Actually, two people had a meltdown. Mommy misses vacation land, and I will admit to crying about it. But I will … Continue reading →

The thing about vacation is that it has to come to an end. If vacation was every day, then it wouldn’t be vacation. You’d eventually have to go grocery shopping and pay bills and clean your house – and you’d … Continue reading →

Which means, you know, wild animal safaris: A rare nap in the stoller: (he started crying and asking for his blanket. mommy had failed to bring it, but i held his hand and he was asleep in moments. First time … Continue reading →

The internets are cooperating tonight, so a few gems from the day: The internets were not cooperating after all. It didn’t get my pictures last night, but hopefully they are there now! – More pool time: more duck hunting at … Continue reading →

Being in the park for fireworks is a definite no. Daddy had the good idea to plant ourselves near the exit just in case. At the first boom, he hugged his arms tightly around my neck and buried his head … Continue reading →

Here we are with a two year old at Disneyworld. Rob and I were pretty sure that it was too soon to bring him, and I have to admit something to you. We were totally and completely wrong. All the … Continue reading →