We’re cuddled under a make-shift tent on the couch, while her brother naps. I’ve draped a knit blanket overhead, and it filters the sunlight into tiny granules that dance whenever we move the blanket. We are listening to the original cast recording Sondheim’s Into the Woods, a masterful retelling of fairy tales, a story about [...]

Stop the presses our daughter’s a frickin’ genius! (Bet you never heard that out of a proud parent’s mouth.)
And we aren’t the only ones freaking out about it. I think she is, too. Just got a call from the preschool that she is on a hunger fast, and won’t leave the [...]

[Happy Valentine's Day! Day three of Robin's Some/thing old, new, borrowed, blue funfest, in honor of Freedom to Marry week. More folks have joined the party -- take a peek.]
Oh, these people. They’re borrowed.
We’re not even borrowing them, really. They’re staying with us for a while. Leaning on us as [...]

(Or, Monkey develops what my sister affectionately calls “Husband Hearing”)
Baba: Okay, sweetie, it’ time to get ready for bed!
Monkey (in a petulant tone): Nnnnnnnnnnnno!
Baba: Now why would you be cranky like that? When I’m being all gracious and civilized.
Monkey: My feeling is that I don’t hear so well.
Baba: Oh really?
Monkey: Yeah. Like my [...]

It’s been such a busy news week at Casa LD that it’s been a slow news week at the blog.
Which is to say, most of the household attention has been paid to the turning three of a certain someone, plus the matter of that two-going-on-three-year-old beginning (and staying a whole morning at!) preschool. [...]

Last night at dinner, we parked the lil’ peanut in one of those table-side baby seats — the kind that people bring to clip into the sides of the tables at restaurants. In our humble digs, it’s a space-saving concession to a big high-chair. And though I was concerned at first that he’d [...]

One or two of you may wish to know what Baba is doing with the kids all day long these long days. Well I’ll tell you. For starters, Baba is forgetting, from time to time, to pack the backstock clothing when she goes out with them, and when one of them, let’s say the [...]

I am into week two of Babarama, my first foray into full-time childcare since we’ve moved from “child” to “children.” I have discovered many many strange and wonderful things, most of which I can’t find the time to tell you about, since the breezy discretional hours of yore (hours?! what am I saying?! [...]