When I was pregnant the first time, it was just me and my husband living a long way from home away from our friends and family. This time it’s pretty different because I have a 4-year–old boy that I really, really want to share this experience with. It’s been a little harder for me than […]

There’s a new trend on facebook. I know I can’t be the only one who’s noticed it. Almost inevitably, when a friend turns off wall posting on her page, it will turn out that she’s pregnant. Or his woman is pregnant. Since we have so many friends, neighbors and acquaintances who’ve been “drinking the water” […]

Last week, I wrote a post called Organization and Chaos about the week my in-laws were here and how, while they were doing such nice things for us, like buying us a mini-freezer and having our cars cleaned, our son was degenerating into a screaming, majorly disruptive mental case. At the time, I thought it […]

Asher started preschool this past week and, lucky us, he loves school and just runs right in when we drop him off. I always feel so sorry for those other moms and dads you see standing in the doorway of a classroom with a sobbing kid fused to their leg. One kid in Asher’s class […]

My son is getting pretty creative with this talking thing. Recently, he’s taken to responding to any description applied to him something like this: Gabe: Asher, you’re a pretty cool kid. Asher: I’m not cool, I’m crazy! And Me: Asher, you need a bath! You’re dirty. Asher: I’m not dirty, I’m cool! Thursday, I picked […]

For some reason, 4-year-old Asher has started calling his daddy “Gabe.” I expect this maybe in the teen years, but at 4? Seems a tad…precocious. It’s not terribly disturbing alone, but the fact is, it’s arrived right along with some other “Oedipal”-oriented behavior. Asher comes down the stairs in the morning and Gabe says, “Good […]