From the monthly archives:

November 2008

Rising To The Bait

November 21, 2008

I married a tease, the kind of man who worked very, very hard to make his favorite girl in the second-grade cry. The kind of man who, if he doesn’t tease you, frankly does not give two shits about you.
Me?
I rise to the bait every time.
Yesterday I dashed off a post about scratched DVDs from [...]

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An Open Letter To The Urbana Free Library

November 20, 2008

To The Urbana Free Library:
Why, for the love of Pete, do you persist in re-shelving DVDs that are scratched beyond all salvation?
We checked out three of your children’s DVDs this week, and not one, not two, BUT ALL THREE DVDS COULD NOT BE PLAYED.
Do you know what it sounds like when a sick, tired and [...]

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He Eats!

November 19, 2008
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Not My Finest Parenting Moment

November 17, 2008

“Mommy, TV is just like a kind of school.”

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Spread Thin

November 14, 2008

I feel like the words are filling me up.
They’re all the way to the top of my throat, wanting to come out, but there just isn’t time. I’m here and I’m here, and if you haven’t heard, I HAVE TWO CHILDREN NOW OMG WHOSE IDEA WAS THAT?
We’re busy. You are, too, aren’t you? The holidays [...]

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Killing Him With Her Love

November 12, 2008

The Poo adores her baby brother, despite some rather pointed comments about his ability to interfere with her activities—like, say, her absolutely urgent need to watch “Imagination Movers” at precisely the moment when I am placing the almost-sleeping boy in his crib.
She never misses an opportunity to lavish him with physical affection, most of it [...]

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The One Where I Reveal That I Am Totally Insane

November 10, 2008

Shaggy Boy has reached that perfect state of babyhood. His little body isn’t floppy anymore, he smiles and giggles, and just last night he grabbed a toy from me with a ferocious growl and stuffed it in his mouth.
He is delicious, and I can’t get enough of him. Laying him on his changing table for [...]

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Six-Word Memoir

November 8, 2008

A long time ago, one of my favorite writers tagged me for the six-word memoir meme.
Typically, I don’t do memes much. There is too much to write about, and in this case, I was intimidated. If you don’t read Binky at 27/7, you should, and if you do, well … then you know why I [...]

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Three Months Ago Today …

November 6, 2008

Shaggy, three months

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Break On Through To The Other Side

November 5, 2008

I fed Shaggy Boy last night, all freshly bathed and smelling exactly as a baby should.
His body is growing so fast I can practically hear it as his legs get longer and his neck gets stronger. His wee jammies—blue with red stripes, and a zipper—fit him perfectly. I held him high on my chest, kissing [...]

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