Eating lunch So the other day we found what appears to be a brand new double jogging stroller on the landing below ours (in between two l...

Last week I took the boys on their first bus ride. We went with a friend and her little boy on a local bus route loop for about 20 minutes b...

The smell of stale paper and new books, combined with the titillating knowledge that inside each book was a secret life—an adventure waiting...

It is unending fun to observe the boys’ growing speaking skills and comprehension of the world around them. Yesterday Cal asked to see the “...

On March 27th I will walk in DC in the National Walk for Epilepsy. Since I've never participated in the walk before and I've only ev...

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I’ve been wondering when the boys would develop their own fashion sense, or more fittingly put, their attachment to one article or type of c...

1. Truck 2. Fork 3. Flag 4. Frog 5. Shirt 6. Sit 7. The hybrid frog/duck word he uses for the bath towel creature This was especiall...

Since my last blog entry was about poop I thought I could follow with a short one about a comment made to me today by an old man about the a...

I’m good with poop. The other day I was reminded in a funny way of just how talented, both physically and emotionally, I have become at hand...