Moldy Old Holdie: Two things. One. Sorry about the new nickname. I don’t know how it happened or where exactly it came from, but I use it sparingly so as to not dent your delicate sense of self-esteem, which I imagine is forming as we speak. You are not moldy or old; you smell wonderful (usually — we’ll get to that in a minute) and you are still very young and sparkly and new. It’s…
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…
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…
Baby boy, This past month was a big one for us. You very noticeably started your transition from weird little floppy newborn with a smelly belly button to your current status as smiling, bouncing, sometimes shrieking-in-delight boy. You got longer and beefed up a little bit after a few weeks of struggles with your weight gain while we figured out that whole constant breastfeeding thing. You finally outgrew those newborn diapers and settled into size…
Poor newborns. As soon as they come out, their skin totally goes to shit. Holden’s got a case of pizzaface and his skin has been peeling all over. Plus he’s got a goopy eye thanks to a tear duct that doesn’t want to drain (despite my massaging it and, yes, giving it a squirt or two of breastmilk). All that is perfectly normal newborn stuff but it’s still pretty weird to watch, and just to…
My mom just sent me pretty much the best e-mail in the history of e-mails from mothers: Help!!! I am in Crazyland! Now all my new emails are loading, and each one of them are loading ten times apiemce. OMG I am going to commit hyperlink-acide. Goodbye. xoxo with pc passion preferring pleasure but perennially pissed! Please forego the lectures on the superiority of Macs! lol Keep in mind that my mom’s e-mails get to…
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