Kenny is very observant. He is also very chatty. And he asks a lot of questions. Example: “Mommy, why aren’t you turning right on red? You know you can if you want to.” He is a tenacious negotiator: Kenny: “Mommy, can I have a cookie for breakfast?” Me: “No.” Kenny: … Read more
Dear Cooper: I love you. I care for you. I am willing to do anything for you and for your well being. Why (oh why oh why) then do you put up such a fight when I change you?? Do you have any idea what a big deal it is that I … Read more
I know: I only have two. But Dudley really quite technically counts as a dependant. He is, on some days, far more work than the other two, and, even though he has four legs and pees outside, he really is one of us. But a small change has come over Dudley in the … Read more
Our camera is broken. It got jammed full of sand in the bottom of the beach bag on our first morning at the beach this past weekend. Waaaa. Casey’s aunt and uncle have a beachfront condo in Ocean City, Maryland, and they offered it to us for the weekend, which we thought … Read more
I have mentioned a few times before that there is a real reason that “Cooper” rhymes with “pooper.” The sweetest little guy ever, and yet he manages to fill his diaper four or five times a day with what stinketh. And twice now he’s managed to poop on the white carpet in my bedroom … Read more
What will Kenny and Cooper remember most about our 30 hours in New York City? Standing 10 feet away from a giant polar bear in the Central Park Zoo… …and not quite knowing if it’s safe… Feeling 10 feet tall… …then suddenly very small. A bedtime snack, way past bedtime… …and hanging out with Uncle … Read more
I haven’t been the most consistent of blogger lately. Ok, I’ve gone from posting nearly every day to once a week at best. Summer. Two boys instead of one. Blah blah blah. But I have realized that, if I really do want to preserve this as a Journal/Baby Book for Kenny … Read more
My handsome husband, once dubbed “The Catch of the County” by a co-worker, is turning FORTY tomorrow! Feel free to send condolences to him via the comments section. Ha ha. Personally, I think he’s really just turning 35, and has been fooling me with a phony birth date all these years. But … Read more
Summertime here on our creek has been hot and steamy most days, and until last night, we were hitting in on some sort of drought. But the lack of rain turned out to be good for crabbing, and in the last two weeks, we’ve had record catches – as of this past Saturday, we … Read more