On Sunday, Edwin said his first word (besides Mama and Dada). It was “cup!” Under the watchful eyes of his parents and grandparents, Edwin played with his cup of milk and progressively wor...Read More
Thirteen months ago, my son was born. He was born handsome, sweet, and intelligent. He was born charming, loving and affectionate. He was born happy, talkative and funny. He was not born a sleep exper...Read More
Several of my favorite bloggers are doing a daily blog series this month. Modern Mrs.Darcy is doing a series on cult classics (more on that later); Carrie Willard is writing about habits. I briefly ...Read More
Edwin has his very first cold, and it comes with all the things I, as a pre-parent, once dreaded: wakeful nights, a booger-filled nose, snot wiped all over my clothes, the frown-y face on the ear ther...Read More
This afternoon, my husband and I spent a good chunk of time moving furniture out of our bedroom and dining room in preparation for Redoing Floors, Part 2. Here’s what I was thinking about as I l...Read More
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what makes a home. I started thinking about it the other day when my parents mentioned that sometime in the next several years, they might consider downsizi...Read More