Archive | November, 2009

A moment of thanks

November 25, 2009

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I am not unaware of how lucky I am. I know there are others who have far less in every area of their life. And on this day, in this moment, I am thankful for many, many things. For those that love me. In silence and in words. And those that love me in mine. [...]

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A boy and his pumpkin

November 16, 2009

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Benjamin Pumpkin, originally uploaded by OutsideVoice. … and, apparently, his hair.

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A boy and his penis

November 11, 2009

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There are many things about having a boy that scared the shit out of me. I mean, they are so DIFFERENT than girls. Most of the things that freaked me out before Benjamin’s arrival have completely dissipated – in fact, I think every woman should have a little boy to raise. It really teaches you [...]

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A helpful hint

November 7, 2009

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If your three year old suddenly starts singing, “Bow chicka wow wow…” it is NOT because he wants to grow up just like John Holmes. It is probably because of this so you can relax: You’re welcome.

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Pests

November 4, 2009

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There are a few milestones you go through as a parent with your children. First smiles, first words, first solid foods, first steps, first tantrums in public places, first fevers. But there is one not talked about amongst the Secret Order of People with Children. No, there are some Firsts so intensely skeevy, so hair-raisingly [...]

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Afflicted

November 3, 2009

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About a year ago, Husband and I were eating at a restaurant we are big fans of and enjoying some delicious food sans small people. It was delightful. Right up until I started to feel, uh, strange. Nothing alarming, but at the same time just not right. And I developed a cough. And I remember [...]

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Cute, but not Spooky

November 2, 2009

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Halloween 2009 d

The obligatory post-Halloween pictures. Leah was a Wicked Witch who was “being nice to the people at the houses who are giving me candy” and for the second year running Benjamin was Thomas the Tank Engine. I was a candy thief. Leah decided to warn all of her friends not to come to our house [...]

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