Food. Family. Fun.
Seriously, that’s what Baguette kept saying yesterday as I was using the stand mixer: “No, Mommy!” I tried to explain that I was making shortbread, which she loves, but I continued to get “No, Mommy!” in response. Apparently the only… Read moreElectronics: Yes. Machinery: No.
At least, I assume that’s why she keeps taking saucepans out of their drawer and trying to put them on top of the stove. I’m so glad she can’t quite reach it.
First, just don’t do it. We just got back from a Thanksgiving visit to family in San Jose, and it was wonderful to see all of them. But the process of getting there and back again was truly exhausting. Here… Read moreTraveling with Toddlers
Mr. Sandwich and I rarely fight. We have disagreements, a few of them heated. But let’s just say they’ll never make an Oscar-winning movie about us, because “and then they communicated well, and found a mutually acceptable solution” just isn’t… Read moreMarital Harmony
I think there might be a whole blog just in mocking the New York Times column “What I Wore.” While I fully recognize that years of subscribing to In Style made me think that ridiculously expensive candles were not unreasonable,… Read moreIs It Just Me? Or Is This Ludicrous?
The San Fernando Valley is home to The Farm, a ramshackle but delightful animal rescue site that doubles as a petting zoo. It’s home to horses, cows, sheep, emus, alpacas, pigs, a variety of poultry, and an astonishing number of… Read moreDown on The Farm
Baguette has been waking up hungry. And screaming. And not really waking up, so we kind of have to guess what the problem is–but it always winds up being that she’s hungry. I don’t like giving her milk in the… Read moreIn the Wee Small Hours of the Morning
Heather Armstrong of Dooce.com fame ran the New York Marathon this weekend (congratulations, Heather!) and broke her foot (feel better, Heather!). Her post about the reactions she’s encountered reminded me of the six months I spent wearing something like this:… Read moreThe Kindness of Strangers
Wicket couldn’t care less about the Roomba. The first time we ran it after she came home, we wondered how she’d react–run away, or ride it like a cat? The answer: neither. From her perch on the couch, she looked… Read moreBaguette Fears Nothing. Except the Roomba.
I’m sure that by now you’ve seen the video of the baby who concludes that a magazine is nothing but a broken iPad: So you’ll understand why I was reminded of it yesterday when Baguette found a couple of loose… Read moreBabies and Tech