Twas the day after Christmas, when all through the house, Every creature was stirring, me, my two-year-old, and spouse; The stockings were empty, dismantled without care, In them had been 2 planes, an elephant, a cow and a bear; Max (the two-year-old) had arisen from his bed; With visions of more presents dancing in his head; And mamma […]Read more "Twas The Day After Christmas"
I have to be careful where I leave my shoes as they quickly get snatched up by Max and become a toy. There is something that captivates children when it comes to dressing up in their parent’s clothes. I can remember my sister dressing up in my mom’s clothes when we were little and I’d slip on […]Read more "Life In Daddy’s Shoes"
On Sunday as Kate, Max and I returned from Houston I noticed my skin felt kind of creepy crawly which I brushed off as nerves around flying. However, by the time I got home I was starting to realize I was possibly getting sick – so Kate and I went to bed at 9:30pm to […]Read more "Battling The Flu"
Its amazing the things a little kid remembers. This summer we took Max to Lake George for our annual summer retreat to the Adirondacks. While there he got to participate in my favorite event, 4th of July fireworks by boat. However, it was an odd year. A terrible storm rolled in, the winds were howling, […]Read more "Max Go Up In Da Sky?"
Dear Zag, You are about 22 weeks old in utero right now which means you have developed eyes that sense light, a brain that is churning up thoughts, and ears that can hear my voice. The reason we call you “Zag” is because when Mom was pregnant with your older brother Max we nicknamed him […]Read more "Letter #2 To My Second Child"