I look at these pictures and they pluck a string of intense familiarity in me. It makes me sad, in some ways, that I won’t be raising my family on a farm. I got just a taste of it as a kid and turned out to be more of a city gal, so I guess if I had stuck around (and my own family hadn’t majorly downsized our farming efforts due to a variety of…
His daddy got him to laugh before I did, and so did Aunt Kristin when she visited over the weekend. But I finally got him to laugh at me on purpose and on camera today, after many, many attempts involving ridiculous noises and faces. Filmed surreptitiously because as soon as the phone gets in his line of sight, he freezes.
I just finished my first full week back on the clock. My boss mercifully is letting me work from home this month, and my workload all week was pretty light so I could get adjusted to being back. And so I could work out the technological kinks involved with a remote login (and there were plenty of technological kinks, but mostly in the form of my router dying midweek and then my new one coming…
I just described the scent of my detergent as “fairly straightforward.”
Mr. Buds: Listen, I don’t want to inflate your ego too much because you are still a very new person, but this month you became known as THE BEST BABY IN THE WORLD. I will tell you how. First off, you started really smiling. Like, all the time. Big, wide, gummy smiles that span from ear to ear and make your left eye just a smidge squintier than the right. These smiles come especially easy…
I really need to start writing a script for these vlogs so I will have something to actually talk about.
Any time I see someone hanging around the blog for a few days, reading hundreds of pages of the archives in spans that last hours, I want to know if they are digging for dirt or if they think that have found a kindred spirit. I’m pretty sure I know, but I still like to wonder.
My mom and dad came to town yesterday evening to visit and do some baby squidging. Ray and I had been talking about going to a Grizzlies game, and dad had mentioned a while back he’d like to join us. So we headed to FedExForum for dad’s first NBA game ever, and our second time out of the house without Holden. I hadn’t bought tickets ahead of time because the Grizzlies were playing the Nuggets,…
Some day in 14 years when I am scolding Holden for eating Jolly Ranchers and putting his expensive braces at risk, I am going to wistfully think back to when he was a wee babe and wish for simpler times when I could hold him in my arms and get a grin out of him just by smiling wide. I know my memory and its tendency to function as a black hole (I have already…
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