My girl loves everything about school. She loves her teachers. She loves her friends. She loves learning about new things. This summer alone, her 4s class had done everything from make volcanoes to pet 10-foot-long snakes to talk about the peoples and cultures of China and India (even if they were provided with questionable details…
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Scenes From a Weekend
Can I just tell you how much I’m loving July? After two months of plans-every-day-of-the-month in May and June, July has been downright luxurious. I know it’s just the calm before the storm. As my crazy, busy August and September draws nearer, I’m having momentary moments of panic but then I just read another book…
Who’s Your Doppelganger?
The trailers for the new Spiderman are inescapable. For months, it’s been Spiderman, Spiderman, Spiderman. Of course, I remembered Andrew Garfield from his stellar turn in “The Social Network.” I loved him so much in it that I someone subscribed to the real Eduardo Saverin’s Facebook feed (newsflash: he’s no where nearly as charming as…
The Twoddler
For months, we’ve noticed something different about E. Most day, she’s still our loving, happy-go-lucky, inquisitive, funny 4-year-old. Then there are the other days. She’s moody, sulky, slams doors in our faces and even ROLLS HER EYES at me (paging Christian Grey). There’s only way to describe her behavior — she’s acting like a tween….
“My Wife is Not a Forgetful Person”
It’s official. Motherhood has caused my brain to become atrophied. I’m sure I’ve said it before, but perhaps the number one reason I blog is because I can’t remember anything for shit anymore. It’s a little ironic because among my friends, my memory is legendary. I seem to be able to recall cheerleading routines from…