Keaton's hands are healing. We've unbandaged the right hand, permanently. The left is still blistered but he let me wash it yesterday and doesn't scream as much when we change the bandage. Progress. Thank god for sesamestreet.org. Yeah, that's right, after he got burned I changed my anti-TV stance. Anything that gives him a little pleasure and ( Read more... )

Those are magic words, "a boogie boogie boo." They make Keats smile even when he's trying not to. Ali and I will tell him that that sentence, in our secret language, means "I love you ( Read more... )

I finally sent my laptop in to Apple. It's going to be tough living without it. So I'd have email and basic web access, we bought an apple itouch. It's cool but ultimately probably not something we need or would use so it may be returned. We'll see ( Read more... )

I haven't forgotten that I'm TTC. I thought my body just needed time to get rid of the BC, so I was pretending to be patient. I was eating whole fat dairy and doing more yoga and less running. I was practicing sticking out my belly and then accepting myself. I was getting by without caffeine, and preparing myself mentally for 9+ months of no ( Read more... )

I hate how I am. I hate how I am so sensitive. I hate how I take everything personally. No, I can't just change this about me. It's not a laugh or an accent, it's part of my essence. And I hate it ( Read more... )