As tends to be the trend in our house, a manic day with Kenny is often immediately followed by one of the sweetest days ever. Perhaps part tender effort from me to be extra-nurturing, part concentrated effort on the rascal’s part to be less rascally… whatever the cause, it works. We had a companionable … Read more
Yesterday Kenny woke up with a little gunk in his left eye. By noon it was fervently pink, and by the time he woke up from his nap, both eyes were completely glued shut with yellow and green ick. He started screaming and I ran upstairs, my stomach in my throat. It … Read more
This weekend Casey’s older brother Dan and his son Ryan came to visit. It was non-stop fishing, crabbing, basketball, baseball and fun. Kenny, who thinks the sun rises and sets on 8-year-old Ryan, became his shadow. He was alternately sweetly shy (as in, “You wanna bite of this cracker, Ryan?”) to charmingly … Read more
Last night I made tacos for dinner. This is not remarkable (except for the fact that I can count on my fingers the number of times I’ve made something from a box for dinner instead of something from scratch…) and shouldn’t hold any interest for blogging purposes. Unfortunately, there is a story. About … Read more
We arrived home safe and sound a few hours ago, and I am exhausted. What a wonderful trip! Casey, Kenny, Dudley and I went to the Outer Banks with two other families – there were 6 adults, 8 kids (ranging in age from 5 weeks to 10 years old) and two large-breed dogs … Read more
It turns out that all the c-section slots are full for the entire week of my actual due date, so I am now on the waiting list for that week, and scheduled for the following week… one thing I wasn’t counting on was having this baby late! My OB thinks there is a very … Read more
I’m so glad I had the good sense to write “Baby’s Birthday!” in pencil on my calendar. Casey and I had an incredible meeting with my OB yesterday, and after a full exam and conversation, he sees no reason why I can’t try for a natural birth! I am floating. I feel … Read more
Last night, as I was running around making final preparations for a dinner party with some of Casey’s colleagues, Casey mercifully got Kenny out from underfoot and went down to the dock for a little pre-dinner fishing. And after two and a half hours of catching nothing but seaweed on Sunday, they caught their … Read more
The a trail of mulch, sand and freshly cut grass from the porch door to the kitchen… the wine rack holding a merlot, a malbec and Casey’s fishing pole… the container of nightcrawlers next to the yogurt in the fridge… the baseball in Kenny’s bed alongside his Baa to fall asleep with… the t-ball set … Read more