272 + 174 + 41 weeks Once Mila is off to school and David to work, our mornings are pretty lazy. That’ll change soon once Margot starts preschool. For now, though, this is our life. I’m not complaining. (I do, however, wonder where that pacifier came from. It’s definitely not ours. Eep.) You may also enjoy: Mila Monday: Ninety-seven Weeks… View Post
This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #SuperAbsorbent #CollectiveBias I feel like half my parenting is taking preventive measures. Making sure a favorite sippy cup is clean and filled with ice water. Asking a million times if anyone needs to go potty. Knowing the signs of an impending tantrum and… View Post
It’s been over two weeks since I finished my 30 day yoga and green smoothie challenges. Let’s revisit how that went, shall we? Um…it fizzled. (I know. Big surprise, given how well I was doing at the halfway mark, right?) I gave up on daily yoga pretty quickly. Finding at least half an hour of calm, quiet time to practice,… View Post
Beware: there are affiliate links all over this post. If you click them, I make a very small commission. If you don’t, that’s totally fine. I’ll be over here stocking my bookshelves either way. I’m still slogging through the doldrums but maybe if I just pound through some posts I’ll get enough momentum to leave them behind. At least that’s… View Post
271 + 173 + 40 weeks Now that he’s such a big kid–with six teeth and the appetite of a bear–his sisters are teaching him to be gentle with babies smaller than himself. He’s far more liberal with saying “dada” than “mama” but so far he saves his open-mouthed baby kisses for only me. I’ll take it. * Behold: my… View Post