Insomnia seems like a cruel cruel joke for someone with small kids and already interrupted sleep, but I've been tossing and turning for a couple hours now, so I figured I'd get up and write. Maybe I'll be able to quiet my mind enough to sleep for a bit before we need to get the kids up for school ( Read more... )

Mica turned two on Saturday. It's hard to believe how fast he's grown, and how far he has come from the little baby he was just two years ago. It is also a little tragic how infrequently I've posted about his milestones, so here's a little snapshot of Mica, age two.

( cut because it got long )

Mica got his first haircut today. I saved a lock to put in his baby book, and took a bunch of before pictures because I knew, in a way, that my baby would be gone along with his curls. He does look older now, though not as much as I had feared, I guess because he hasn't really been a baby for a while now. He is a genuine walking (or preferably ( Read more... )

Mica woke up this morning with a dry diaper. He protested going to the potty mightily, but once he was there, he peed and peed and peed. While this doesn't happen every morning, it certainly isn't unusual either. If he starts having a rough time sleeping early in the morning (like at 4 or 5) I'll sometimes ask maxemulien to put him on the potty--which he ( Read more... )

( in which I discuss my baby's bodily functions )

The first time we took the babe on a trip, I was hanging out with her at the airport while maxemulien went looking for food. I exchanged comments with various passerby (passer-bies? passer-bys?) since having a baby seems to break many normal social barriers. One woman asked how old he was, and I said she was about four months old. She looked consternated ( Read more... )