So I was talking to Sam about a dresser I want to refinish for his room. And I was telling him I thought we could choose maybe two colors and paint and stencil it. He got very excited, stating that he wants it to be purple (there’s a shocker). Then he added that it should [...]

I think it’s safe to say we’ve already been doing a little too much car travel this summer.
Yesterday Robby woke up from his nap in his bed and, while still half-asleep, exasperatingly asked, “Mooooooom, are we THERE YET?!”
I guess a Not So Manic Monday is in order; we’ haven’t had onE in a long, long [...]

“I found you, Mom.” This was one of the first things said to me this morning. I suppose it’s not the quote itself that is worth mention, but the fact that it was said to me by a small, 2 1/2 year-old boy who was peering at me through the hole of a used paper [...]

When we woke up this morning, “Ha” was gone. In its place was a well-pronounced “Yeah.” Am I sad to see it go? Ha, oh ha.
There’s still one context in which I get to hear “Ha,” and that’s here (and I’ll warn family that we’re about to talk about my nummies, so this might be [...]

This is “Yudd.” You may know him as Curious George, but to Robby’s unpracticed vocalizations he is called “Yudd,” or “Yode,” and sometimes “Yudge.”
Yudd is a toy that my husband got sometime in college, a play on a nickname he had on his ultimate frisbee team, I believe, since you’ll see that this George [...]

Robby doesn’t say the word “Yes.” It’s not in his vocabulary. Instead he has always said “Ha.”
“Do you want more milk?”
“Ha.”
“Ready for bed?”
“Ha.”
I don’t know how it began. Soon after he started talking he started saying “Ha,” and we quickly learned what he meant. I guess we reinforced it, because now, just one month short [...]

“PooPoo!”
“No, Poo-PEE!”
“PooPoo!”
“Poopie!”
“PooPOO!”
“No! It’s a Poo-PEEEE!”
This is what I’ve been listening to for the past ten minutes. Robby insists it’s a Poopoo (because he can’t say poopie, and yes, he is presently doing one, whatever you call it), and Sam is confident that it’s a Poopie.
Welcome to a rainy, cold Monday morning in our house.
Looks like [...]