Logan turned two on Friday.Â He lost his baby look, especially in his face, some time last summer, and he has been looking like a little boy for quite some time. Madeline and Logan are a study in nature versus nurture.Â They have the same parents and virtually the same upbringing since they are only […]
Iâ€™m not a hugger. I donâ€™t know how it started. Maybe Iâ€™ve always been this way. Don’t pity me. I’m not damaged. There aren’t any bad hug experiences in my childhood. I don’t even mind being hugged. Physical affection does not bother me. My natural inclination, though, is to tell someone I think they’re neato, […]
They put on Jonathan’s cowboy hat.
When Logan was born, one year ago today, I was probably sick. I was pretty much sick all last summer until I had that troublesome gallbladder removed so during his first two months of existence, I barely saw Logan. I still don’t see him as much as I’d like, but I no longer feel like […]
We don’t need a Chinese restaurant placemat to know that 2009 isn’t the Year of the Blog. I haven’t been busy so much as distractedâ€”by school, by gall stones, by sick cats, and by more school. It ought to be calming down soon, but I’m not going to make myself any promises. I was so […]