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Gabbledy Gabbelty, (or “Dinkle Dinkle”)
The title of this post is merely a record of Kenny’s favorite words. I have no earthly idea what “Gabbledy Gabbelty” means, but he’s been saying it a lot. “Dinkle Dinkle” is the sound he makes typically to accompany the sign for “milk” but now does any time he’s hungry or thirsty, leaving … Read more
Mom, Growing Up
One of the blogs that I regularly read for its gorgeous prose and thought-provoking posts, The Wallpaper of My Mind, caught my breath tonight. Her entry from Friday, speaks some of the most beautiful words a mother could about the lovely and sometimes heartbreaking sacrifice it can be to put all of your life’s … Read more
The Agony of Success
Kenny is thirteen months and five days old, and is still nursing. Yes, I had planned to “nurse for the first year” in that vague, wholesome sounding way. But little did I know that the reality would be a much more difficult undertaking… my boy is hooked! However, today is the first day … Read more
A Day at the Pumpkin Patch
I never thought that a day at the pumpkin patch could be so much fun. I never would have believed that Kenny could enjoy it so much: …The maze of haystacks, which he ran through after the “big kids”… …the “Pumpkin Bowling,” which showed off his pitching abilities… And the beauty of the autumn day… … Read more
Monster Kisses
Kenny has become quite fond of giving kisses. And you usually know when they’re coming because he’ll rear back, open his mouth as wide as possible, and smack his entire face right into yours with the full velocity his little body will allow. It really is a little terrifying, even in its adorableness, … Read more
The Rascal, Part II
Today started out as the toughest one I’ve ever had with Kenny. I’m not dismissing the trials I went through trying to figure out the brand new born baby thing… but this morning was the most challenging time I’ve had with him since he has become his own little person. He was a … Read more
The Rascal Emerges
Kenny is 13 months old today. And not a minute too soon, his sweet little personality is suddenly getting very big. I always secretly hoped that I would have sons. I thought that it would be so much fun to raise a boy. And miracle of miracles, I got my wish. … Read more
Fading Summer
Yesterday brought 48 degree temperatures and relentless rain. As a family, it was the coldest day we have experienced since last February; we managed to live in Arizona from the end of last winter until the summer, so we missed the dreary and chilly Maryland spring. The sudden unexpected chill lead me to … Read more
All American Boy
Of all of the things a new mom has to worry about in the nurturing and cranial development of her child, the last one I thought would come up is my little guy’s true love of Country Music. To be fair, Country is primarily what Casey and I listen to, so he hears it whenever … Read more
