Today I had the rare opportunity to go out with Sam, just the two of us. It was our little date, our special “Mommy/Sammy Special Time.” On the way to the playground where we’d be meeting up with a new friend and neighbor, I was telling him about how we used to spend all of […]

I’m not one to compare my kids - really, I’m not. I love them both, cherish them both, want them both to be exactly who they are, no more, no less.
But I’ll tell you a little secret: I really loved Sam’s hair when he was a baby, this hair. I would have been […]

What’s going on under your table today?  Is money changing hands?
In my house it’s more likely the mashing of peas - I step on them Every. Single. Day - and the occasional kiss and obstacle course thrown in for good measure.

We live next door to three fairy princesses, dancing sprites, thin-bodied frolicking goddesses; we live next door to three girls. When we take walks or spend time in our yard, they are usually out. They blow bubbles, twirl in the grass, roll down their hill, and do cartwheels, their long hair flowing behind […]

He’s on the move, ya’ll. Baby Robby is officially crawling. So take a nice, long look, because I’m thinking pictures like this

and this

and this

are going to be few and far between once the toppling of towers and wreckage of train tracks really get going. Ah, the sound of Sam’s shrieks […]

So . . . Sam just lied to me for the first time. I went upstairs, leaving him and Robby playing happily on the rug. I was gone for about 30 seconds when I heard a thwack and Robby screaming. When I ran down, Sam was hiding behind the ottoman and crouching, the […]

There’s a theme, a lovely theme for Sam’s best quotes of the week:
“It a big boogie; it have long arms!” and
“I have bigger boogies than Robby.” Leave it to an older brother to find competition in snot size.
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Now, I have a question for ya’ll. I was thinking about starting a book group here […]