Today it is all about this guy: …because it’s a big day in his world. Michael is a big four-year-old! It’s a big day in our world, too. You see, age four means we finally, finally are legal to leave behind those stupid five-point harnesses. That’s a milestone we’ve been looking forward to for a long time.…
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More Post-Nap Cuteness
3:05 p.m. and I hear hands rattling the spokes on the stairs. “Hey, Munchkin, you up?” I call. “Yes.” Michael pads into my bedroom, where I’m channeling my childhood by writing while stretched out across my bed. “Mommy, why do you call me Munchkin?” “Because I like to call you loving, silly names. Like boo…
Read MoreThe Hazards of Living In A Musical Family, and other Updates on my Babies
Alex After the LEGO movie a couple of years ago, Alex started singing “Everything is awesome” all.the.time. Woe was me. Then, knowing I loathed the song even more than I loathed the movie, he started teasing me by singing “Percy Jackson ro-ocks!” on the same tune. Then he got tired of Julianna’s obsession with Frozen,…
Read MoreMy Little Hero
A little boy comes to me tiptoeing in a whisper, half an hour earlier than he should have been up from nap. “What are you doing up?” I ask from my writing corner. “You need to put that away because I want to snuggle with you,” he said. And so I lean forward and set…
Read MoreThe Beauty of the Youngest Child
I didn’t get to hold Michael for the first several days of his life. He took a swig of amniotic fluid on the way out of the womb, and then the corner of his lung collapsed, and even though he was three times the size of some of the babies in the “special care” nursery,…
Read MoreWordy Wednesday….
But not my words. Michael’s words, about his dad. Which are a riot, because he clearly has no idea about his dad. At. All.
Read MoreIntroducing Michael the Conductor
It is the beginning of a hectic weekend, so I leave you today with a quick video. See you on Monday!
Read MoreMore Adventures In Speech Production
In which I share recent mannerisms from my two speech-challenged children: Julianna, upon being given anything at the table (tea, milk, more pasta): “Oh, sank you sweetheart!” (This is her parroting me, btw, and as soon as she discovered that it reduces people to giggles, she adopted it as a permanent fixture. I’m now trying…
Read More(Mostly) Wordless Wednesday: When You Give A Boy A Brush…
Okay, we didn’t give it to him. He found the brush that came with Tinker Bell, and after dinner the other night he decided he just had to do this… (I knew there was a reason I don’t comb my hair. You can see where he’s been combing because it’s already turned to frizz.)
Read MoreOf Michael, Turning Three
How about a photo-heavy post of Michael? -1- Monday morning, Michael started early childhood special ed. It was so different from the last time we sent a child off to preschool at age 3. Unlike Julianna, who was a complete mystery at that age, Michael knew exactly what was going on, and he was all…
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Kathleen M. Basi 