Last weekend, we brought the girls down to the recording studio where Alastair has been working on his forthcoming kids’ album, A Cow Says Moock. (Yes, yes, he loves the puns.) I sang harmony on one of the tracks — my first studio singing experience since I was ten years old and sang on a MORE »
Please, won’t you come in? Right this way to your table. It’s a little bit sticky; the last patrons were eating canteloupe, and we didn’t have time to wipe it off. Oops, look out. There’s some peanut butter on your chair. Here, let me take care of that for you. Please, sit down. But feel MORE »
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Someone asked in a recent comment if my girls break into fights pretty much any time I leave the room for more than five seconds. And the answer, sadly, is yes. YES! It’s ridiculous how much of our parenting these days involves playing referee. And damn, it’s tough. We’re not even to the stage of MORE »
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Why are the caps in the book “Caps for Sale,” described as brown, when they’re clearly yellow?
In spite of some of my recent complaints about some of our neighbors, and the fact that there is a grand total of one (1) tree on our entire block, I have to say that on the diversity front, our neighborhood is pretty awesome. In the space of our one, mono-treed block, we’ve got a MORE »
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Let me preface this tale by saying that I hate, hate, hate, hate, HATE hot, humid weather. I can’t stand it. I wilt in it. I am physically and mentally uncomfortable in it. I become cranky and lazy and irritable, and you pretty much don’t want to be around me. This is is exacerbated by MORE »
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I know it’s a little early to be thinking about back-to-school season, but, hey, retailers are doing it. So, I’m jumping on the proud American premature back-to-school promotion bandwagon. In the Baby Squared household, we’ve got two very significant educational events on the horizon for September, both of which I’m looking forward to, mostly MORE »
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Elsa and Clio are having some authority issues. Particularly at bedtime. I suppose this isn’t surprising. They’re at their tiredest and crankiest at the end of the day, AND they don’t particularly want to go to bed. Not to mention the fact that I am starving (we still eat after they go to bed, for MORE »
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Last weekend when A. and I were on the playground with the girls we met a mom and her boy-girl twins. When we told her that our girls were twins, she was surprised: “That one (meaning Elsa) looks so much older!” This is becoming more and more common: people on the playground think they are MORE »
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This may sound crazy — in fact, I can hardly believe it myself — but our girls had never had ice cream cones until this weekend. They’d had ice cream, mind you; in bowls and on plates next to slices of “happy birthday to you” (their term for birthday cake). But they’d never experienced the sweet, drippy joy MORE »
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