Do you or anyone you know have rules for the way their nickname is used?
Isabelle, age three, has a secret recipe (which I divulge in this post) for the most delicious oatmeal ever!
Thank you to the folks who left comments on my post earlier this week. I took your advice and purchased three new Bizzy Bear books to replace the one that broke. They arrived today while Izzy was napping. I brought them up to her when she woke up. The expression on her face was sheer… Continue reading Bizzy Bear is in the house (again)!
Tweens can be stubborn.
I gave Isabelle my blessing to get her ears pierced sometime around her fifth birthday. However, given the crazy thing that happened to me on the day I got my ears pierced as a kid, she hasn’t wanted to get her ears pierced… until now.
Most Facebook Memories make me smile. Find out why the memory that comes up from November 23rd, 2012 is a bittersweet one for me. (More bitter, than sweet, really.)
Parting was such sorrow.
My son is a happy kid, but not when a the school bus takes his sister away.
The brush of lips against my hand. That’s what woke me up this morning. As I came-to I realized I hadn’t moved since I fell asleep a little before 11. Still in my back. Pillows under my knees just as perfectly as they had been at night. I can go back to sleep. I checked… Continue reading Wake-up with a Kiss
Dear Isabelle (because you prefer not to be called Izzy), On Wednesday morning, Daddy and I will bring you to preschool. I made sure he could go into work late months in advance so we could settle you into your new school together. Some parents are sad when they send their babies off to preschool… Continue reading Preschool starts tomorrow!