It’s official - we have a first word from Robby. Ready?
Mama.
Pronounced “Mmmmamamaaaaa” with three ma’s.
If you’ll remember, Sam’s first was “Car,” so to say my heart is a little melty would be an understatement. I get to go through my day hearing, “Mamamaaaammmmaaaamaaa…” and he knows he’s talking about me. It’s so what I want [...]

Sam, upon leaving the voting booth after getting to read the names with me and push the glowing button (almost too early!):
“That was fun!”
“It sure was, wasn’t it, honey?”
And this morning at breakfast:
“I’m going to have forty-nine children when I’m a daddy. There will be one girl and one boy, and all different colors, and [...]

So tonight at dinner Sam started talking about how when he grows up he wants to be a Daddy just like his Daddy. And Hubby sat there and beamed. Aaaah. Sweetness.
And then Sam went on to say something along the lines of, “Daddies are to play, and mommies are to snuggle with.” Aaaah. Uber-sweetness.
And speaking [...]

Here’s what’s up with us as of late - it’s been hectic.
**When Sam eats something he likes he says it makes “His axels tingle!”
**He starts pre-school in 2 days. I know I’m supposed to be all nostalgic and touched that my baby is heading off to school, but honestly, I’m so not. I just want [...]

On our walk today we discovered that tons of leaves had already begun to brown and fall. We collected several, as well as some acorns, to bring back home. From my limited knowledge of the Waldorf philosophy, I remember the concept of creating a “Nature Table,” a collection of natural materials brought in from the [...]

Sam enjoys making up names for dinosaurs. It’s probably because every time we tell him the name of a dinosaur it sounds like we’re making it up. The name he uses for the really BIG dinosaurs is “Brassosaurusranus!” said in a growly, loud voice.
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The other morning when we were eating breakfast Sam pointed out that [...]

I love it when Sam makes up songs.  Here’s a true classic that he was singing last night:
Sometimes . . . difficult things is haaard.
Sometimes . . . difficult things is haaaa-aaaard.
Too true, son, too true.
TGIF, dude.