Eight years ago, the universe gave me a gift. It's not just that I had my second baby, or my first daughter, or a calm birth. Somehow I had been a partner in creating and developing and now maintaining an actual Angel. I think whatever angels are supposed to mean for different people, a common... Continue Reading →
To the Nettles who's been asking me for 8 months when she'll be 'this many'... Your love of fun is infectious, easily spreadable like your daily Vegemite... Your curiosity makes me want to learn the world all over again from your point of view... Your jokes are somehow hilarious every time... Your eyes could sway... Continue Reading →
I threw my son a Harry Potter themed birthday party for his 9 3/4 birthday. Yes, that's actually 3 months before his real birthday. And I did it because I am a genius and have unlocked Parenting Level: 347, the one where you had all four of your kids in the same 4.5 week span... Continue Reading →
It's been unexpectedly bizarre dealing with my feelings about the horrific slaughter of 11 worshipping Jews at the Tree of Life synagogue this past Shabbat. So many aspects to this are too soul crushing - ...it was a brit mila ceremony... ...it was a house of worship... ...it was way closer to home... ...it was... Continue Reading →
It wasn't just fun because you were a wobbly Bambi child while trying to walk on stilts, grasping me for dear life... clinging to me while we both laughed so hard from our bellies... cracking up as you're falling forward right into my arms, hugging me tight, maybe longer and tighter than you needed to...... Continue Reading →
What a year, man. This time last year I was terrified to break your heart, making the decision to change schools. You are a deep thinker and a deeper feeler... but somehow your intense curiosity got the better of any fear... open minded to trying new things, when they feel right... and here we are.... Continue Reading →
To my Goon... for your jokes that make us laugh whether we get them or not (keep workshopping), your knowing what you want (and getting stronger about asking for it), your self awareness, your basic instinct to share, to smile, to make others feel good about themselves, your honesty, your allergy to napkins and silverware,... Continue Reading →
This is cheekiness uprising. This is sound effects for every action. This is slapstick comedy. This is curiosity. This is telling dogs to go away. This is a love affair with a mosaic snail. This is finding the word 'batata' hilarious. This is pretend-nursing a baby. This is tormenting the younger sibling. This is torturing... Continue Reading →
There's that point after the baby turns into a toddler and the toddler gets even a bit more toddlery that they are so delicious you could just eat them. And even if I haven't quite gotten to the bottom of what is bothering you yet... I feel tension in you, Zooey... so while I'm busy... Continue Reading →
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