Logan's begun telling me to "be careful" doing things--driving down the road, walking up and down stairs, etc.--and as sweet as it is, I can't help but giggle about it. He's so very earnest about it, even to the point of making a special trip to where I am to remind me ( Read more... )

 A couple of evenings ago, I was sitting in the living room floor with Dana--who is now sixteen months old--and feeding her dinner. She's trying to master the art of the fork, but still has more problems than successes (she never spears anything with the tines, just stabs around and flings food). Like she so often does, she finally held the fork in ( Read more... )

Logan asked for a lullaby the other night, and I don't really know any, so I pulled a Scully and sang "Joy To the World"...

and tonight, he wants a story, then asks that I sing the "frog song"...LOL.

"Jeremiah was a bullfrog, was a good friend of mine..."

So Logan has progressed beyond the "magic trick" stage--which essentially consisted of him wrapping a toy or ball in a bit of cloth, waving his hands so the hidden item went flying across the room, and declaring he made it disappear--into the joke-telling stage ( Read more... )

I found the Death Star in my shoe this morning.

XD

P.S.--Both my foot and the Death Star survived the encounter.

*dies laughing ( Read more... )

Baked some blueberry muffins this morning for our breakfast, and Logan decided he wanted another one when I dropped him off at MiL's house. I gave him the one I had taken to eat in the car (there were more at home, and who am I to deny my kid a whole-wheat blueberry muffin?), and he took it with him when he, MiL, and Dana went inside after I left ( Read more... )

...advises acting like an average 2008 manager.

Seriously. LOL.

From boingboing.net (Here's the link, with the PDF available at the bottom), the quote included in their piece ( Read more... )

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...until you find your hand full of baby-poop, and can stare dumbly at poop sprayed on the wall.

How do they DO that?!