There is a book and a movie called "Thinner" by Stephen King. In it, an obese man is cursed by a gypsy and loses three pounds a day, regardless of what he eats. At first, he thinks it's great, until he begins to waste away. I have the opposite problem - I gain three pounds... Continue Reading →
OshKosh
Is is pathetic to get a little sad about a kids' clothing store closing?Because OshKosh is closing.And I'm a little sad.They have great clothes - non-babyish clothes for babies. They have sales and coupons you can use together to make you think you're getting a great deal when you're actually just paying normal prices for... Continue Reading →
food, exercise, tv
Brandon eats baby food now. I got him to eat a whole container of carrots the other day. It all starts on his spoon, then goes into his mouth, onto his chin, onto his bib, then back into his mouth. He is a rolling over fool. He rolled over six consecutive times today. He rolls... Continue Reading →
sputtering
Brandon has begun making motor sounds with his mouth. He thinks it's hilarious. He spits and sputters all over the place. Sometimes I let Steve think Brandon is a daddy's boy. Sometimes. We have one smiley, happy baby. We have nothing to complain about. Except my ingrown toenails and possible thyroid problem and two-week... Continue Reading →
college football
Watching college football in the man cave with dad.Just chilling, comfortably.
Pretty pictures
Donna Boucher over at Quiet Life took some impromptu photos of Brandon at Asher's birthday party two weekends ago. No one can take pictures the way she can. Take a look at how much he has changed since she last took his picture.
First football Sunday
My boys on the first regular season Miami Dolphins game day.They managed to tear their eyes away from the tv to look in my general direction for a second. Football games are long! Brandon got bored. He wasn't the only one. He throws dad a bone and looks at the tv for a second. At... Continue Reading →
Week 22
Brandon has become very attached to us. He loves playing with us. He laughs and smiles when we sing or make faces or talk to him in silly voices. He is beginning to outgrow his baby toys. This swing was so big on him before. I remember thinking that hippo was so far up he'd... Continue Reading →
old mom
It's official - I am the old mom. I will be thirty before my son turns one. This really hit me last month when I hired a staff member who also has a new baby...she's ten years younger than me. Being older when having children isn't all bad - we're more fiscally responsible and stable... Continue Reading →
on the move
Baby on the move! He can't get far, but he can move from where you last placed him. No more leaving him on the changing table while I grab his socks, I suppose. Not long until he'll be crawling! He rolls over from stomach to back (as you saw on last week's video) and back... Continue Reading →
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