Harry Times...All Jacked Up

The pre-school newsletter that Harry brings home in his backpack (his back pack! his teeny, tiny, rocket-ship-shaped back pack full of extr...

Harry's random fever seems to be a onetime thing (we hope), which is good because we so did not want to make another trip to the pediatr...

Jack can talk! He says Harry (Hahe), Mama, Dada, Jack-Jack (ack-ack), bottle (baba), ball (ba), and hi (hhhhaaaaaaaa). I love baby babble-...

If you have read this blog for awhile, you know that my sense of humor is not, erm, sophisticated. But the thing that has been cracking me ...

Bemused driving Dora-induced tolerance Joy riding Is-his-chair-funner-than-my-chair consternation Total freaking meltdown upon being asked t...

He was puzzled to see his breakfast in tiny pieces all over his tray, but he'll eat anything soaked in butter-- it doesn't have to s...

Oh my god. I have been so sick. I have whatever the kids have/had (have, really, even though it's been over a week-- poor Jack had a l...