Category: Family

I smell my baby. I mean, really sniff him up. He is, literally, the most delicious-smelling human being I have every had the pleasure of smelling. And it’s not that cute, soft baby smell anymore.  He outgrew that lovely smell about half a year ago. Now he smells like ripe peaches and warm vanilla cake. … Continue reading “Peach Thief”

The view from our room 6am wake-up, first day, every day… that’s 5am St. Louis time, peeps. Knowing how exhausted we would be from the ordeal of selling our house, moving, unpacking, and settling into a completely new lifestyle in a completely new city (and not yet knowing just how exhausting the whole ordeal would … Continue reading “Punta Cana”

Okay. Bear with me. I am sorry for the hiatus but am finally feeling underwhelmed enough to start this process up again, though it is still overwhelming to think of all I need to catch you up on. So, bear. Over a month goes by, and so much has taken priority over blogging. Here, in … Continue reading “We’re Baaaaack…”

Says Milo vehemently from the backseat of the car; “I don’t want to grow up to be a man!” Uh-oh. Here comes the gender-bender. “You don’t? What to you want to grow up to be?” “Well, I just want to grow up to be a big boy.” Whew. There are so many things I will … Continue reading “Lost in Translation”

Don’t cross me Lately, things have been said. Mean things. Threats, mainly. Only, I have not been the one demonstrating such hostility. Nor do I ever recall making such threats myself, on any occasion. But, nonetheless, there they are.  Hanging in the air, mean words mismatched with a ridiculously cute and sweet 2-and-a-half-year-old voice. “I’m … Continue reading “Empty Threats”