18 years. I have known this girl, my first born baby, for 18 years. It doesn’t even seem real to me. 18 years seems like such a long time. So long that I can barely remember all of the things that you think you will never let yourself forget about when you’re in the moment. I’ve lost all memory of some pretty major milestones like Maya losing her first tooth, or watching her drive…
You know how there are times when you are just casually telling some friends about something you do on the regular that you don’t know any different than to think is totally normal, but then their reaction assures you that it’s not? That happened when we went out to dinner with the Pfannenstiehl’s (I, literally, have no idea if that’s even remotely close to how you spell their name even though we’ve been good…
I sometimes secretly wish that I could install a camera over our dinner table without anyone in the family knowing it’s there because the conversations are so off the rail that it’s just too hard to try and replicate all of the content that gets tossed around. This time it 100% potty talk. Like, we hit every topic revolving around bathroom issues you could think of. I think it’s because, for some reason, both of…
Lemme’ tell you about the highlight of my day which, now looking back on the whole thing, I wish was actually the bag of frozen chicken feet that drove around with me all morning in the front seat of my car. I had my first appointment with my new functional medicine practitioner at The Rothfeld Center in Waltham. I was so excited and had such a great visit; I must’ve met…
The “Kid Sitting Manual: Miami, Spring 2018” that I leave for our kids’ caretakers while we’re away: Thursday 4:30 am Ben & Heather leave for airport Maya stays with kids at house 7:00 am Mariah arrives to relieve Maya Kids: breakfast, brush teeth, make beds, get dressed for farm (clothes will be laid out on their bedroom dressers, outdoor gear will be laid out on dining room table and floor), house straightened up &…
This morning, the kids got up early before Ben even left for CFNE. They usually transition to being awake by climbing onto the couch with one of our many fuzzy, super cozy blankets. Harley Love always, without fail, says, “I want someone to snuggle me.” Since this morning Bode was down early, too, I couldn’t help but bypass my normal highly regimented routine to go lay down with the two of them. Today was even…