March6th
It seems like Eleanora hardly eats a thing. Six cheerios here. Half a yogurt there. Zero bites of scrambled egg.
One bite of fish stick into dinner, she attempts to catapult herself from her high chair.
“She hasn’t eaten a thing!” I worry. “She’ll STARVE! My child is malnourished!”
But then I look at these legs and think…
We must be doing something right.
xoxo,
February23rd
The Oscars are this Sunday, and I — like you, I’m sure — will be cheering on Octavia Spencer to take home the Best Supporting Actress prize for her role as Minny in The Help.
February17th
A long, long time ago… in a galaxy far, far away… I had a normal, adult job. I got up every Monday through Friday morning and showered for it. And then I drove to work all alone in my quiet car while I soaked up all the important news on NPR.
Now I have a mom job. I report to work every day. (In the words of Violet, the Dowager Countess, “What is a weekend?”) Some days I get a chance to shower (hooray!), and I catch bits of what’s happening on The Outside by straining to hear the Today Show over a discordant orchestra of 18 different “educational” toys that are all making noise at the same time.
Last month, my two galaxies collided when my former bosses, Aaron & Gretchen (pictured here at our wedding four years ago – look how wellested I look!)…
Photo by Jonathan Adams
January27th
