Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Someone replied, “Sadly, where we live, if you don’t stay you’re one of ‘those parents.’”
I’m THAT parent. I plan on dropping my kid off at soccer practice (not when he’s three, because I think three-year-old soccer is a bit much. But when he’s six, and I have to run an errand, I will.)
I love my son. If I didn’t love kids, I wouldn’t be having another one in November. And I care about his safety, but I also think you can’t keep your kids in a bubble.
My parents were in town today, and we went to Burger King. A dad there wouldn’t let his six-year-old boy play in the indoor playplace because he is a self-described “hypochondriac.”
I happily enjoyed watching my 2.5-year-old son, Colin, climb up as far as he could, and then almost get stuck, and then ask for help getting down. I didn’t sanitize his hands on the way out.
Monday, May 18, 2009
But where do I start? I decided that the first step was just to just type down my thoughts, and see where my streams of consciousness might lead me. Do I want to write about my daily life as a mom? Should I just ramble on about current events, and offer my political/ironic/petty/insightful take on the news of the day? Is there anyone who would be interested in both?
We’ll see where this goes, if anywhere. We’ll see if I can keep this up, even for a week. Day one, check.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Colin loves everything Thomas, including his magazine subscription that Aunt Cathy got him for Christmas. He can only have magazines in his bed since he likes to rip books if he's in his crib.
The other night we found him like this, clutching to the magazine. (It was dark; this is flash.)
Friday, March 6, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
We just returned from a two-week visit to Nicaragua. I'm in the process of editing the photos to a manageable number that folks might want to see. I'll post them when I have them.
We had another great trip, and Colin had a great time with his grandparents. Hasta pronto.