I’ve written before about Kenny’s love/obessesion with crackers.   New development:   He will now only eat one bite out of each cracker…   then it is apparently ruined, and no longer edible.   And the cry begins anew…     “CRAAAAAAACKER!!!!”

Well, Kenny has finally moved past being fixated on only one thing (that is, playing his Rodney Atkins CD 400 times a day).   He is now also fixated with  putting his “big boy” shoes on and then taking them off at least ten times a day.   That, and carrying around an unfortunate mylar … Read more

Kenny is starting to realize that he is a pretty funny little guy. Sometimes he is funny on purpose…                                                                         … Read more

Kenny and Dudley and I were stranded at the house today (the car was in the shop), so both my local family and my visiting relatives came to rescue us from suburban entrapment and spent the day at our house.   Including the three of us, that made for five adults and  four kids age … Read more

I realize that in the world of blogging, a four-day haitus from posting is nothing short of neglect, or at the very least, bad manners.   So please forgive the lapse, and know that Kenny and I  are here, alive and kicking! In these past four days, we have spent loads of time at my … Read more

Anyone out there remember the Erma Bombeck book titled, The Ties That Bind… and Gag!?   I used to chuckled a little at that phrase, before I had my own kid, but without any kind of recognition or empathy.   I have to admit that I once thought that only Moms who “could’t really hack … Read more

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

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

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

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