Sophie got sick first, a week and a half ago. I was still pregnant. We were at my parents’ house. She woke up from her nap and calmly told us she sneezed all over her pillow. And by “sneeze” she meant “threw up.” It was on that day I learned two things: (1) toddler throw […]
monitor beautiful baby Owen Our little glowworm, James, being treated for jaundice. Andy and Owen “Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn baby. The finest of our precision watches, the most super-colossal of our supercargo planes don’t compare with a newborn baby in the number […]
Wednesday I woke up around 3:30am and then woke up Andy by saying, “Oh no, oh no, oh no.” My water had broken. We called Jim, our next door neighbor, who graciously came over in the middle of the night and slept on the couch while Sophie slept upstairs. (The next morning, Jim’s son, Billy, […]
(For Part 1, August 2009, click here.) “My alphabet starts with this letter called yuzz. It’s the letter I use to spell yuzz-a-ma-tuzz. You’ll be sort of surprised what there is to be found once you go beyond ‘Z’ and start poking around!” —Dr. Seuss
I spent Mother’s Day morning in bed, listening to the sounds of Andy and Sophie making me pancakes from scratch. My favorite phrases? From Sophie: “Uh oh” (several times) and “Daddy, can I have a towel? I made a mess.” From Andy: “Let’s not sneeze in the pancakes, OK?” (They were the best pancakes I’ve […]
A couple Saturdays ago we celebrated Dirk and Jill’s baby son, William, with a shower and cookout at Dave and Danielle’s house. Congrats again, Dirk and Jill! “Babies are such a nice way to start people.” —Don Herrold
My parents returned from Italy with many beautiful gifts—mine included a gorgeous scarf and Murano glass earrings. But the above handmade, one-of-kind hat, which my parents found at a store called Quisquilia & Pinzillacchera in Florence, is one of my favorites. Who wouldn’t want a cute little bird atop their head at the age of […]
Observations: 1. I recently discovered (unfortunately, while Andy was in the shower) that if I sit on the floor I can’t get up without someone’s help. 2. I stare at my stomach constantly. Seeing the babies move is, yes, amazing and beautiful, but it’s also strange. Take right now, for example. My stomach is a […]
“Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror or the painter?” —Pablo Picasso
Why is Tucker wearing pink Mardi Gras beads? Because Sophie wanted him to (he’s such a good dog). “The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.” —Samuel Butler
