Mila and I go to “parent & child yoga” on Friday mornings. It’s a weird combination of this: source and this: Ten of the (I think) nineteen second cousins on my mom’s side. SO MANY BABIES. and even though there’s this one baby who cries every time her mom tries to do any pose involving lying on your back, and… View Post
When Mila wears footie pajamas, as she was yesterday morning, she doesn’t have much traction on our wood floors. It was only a matter of time before she fell. So when she pulled herself up to stand by the couch, turned to look at me, and her feet slipped right out from under her, I could only watch in horror… View Post
A month or so ago, I tried (yet another) recipe from Mel’s Kitchen Cafe: Orange Cashew Rice with Baked Tilapia. Since nearly every recipe I’ve tried from her site has ended up in our regular meal rotation, I had high hopes. Alas. The rice just wasn’t that great. A little dry. Not quite as flavorful as I’d hoped it would… View Post
Train up a child in the way she should go, and when she is older she will make this face every time she hears the *beep* of your camera’s auto-focus: You may also enjoy: Mila Monday Mila Monday (Nighttime Edition) Mila Monday: Tuesday Edition
While babysitting my friend’s daughters a few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to give them a mni lesson in marine biology. “What’s that?” the two -year-old asked, pointing at one of Mila’s toys. “That’s a puffer fish,” I told her. “It’s for Mila to play with while she takes a bath.” “What’s a pufflefish?” asked the four-year-old. As I… View Post