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Missed communication in misbehavior
Parents struggle from the moment their babies are born to understand them. We listen intently to hear the different cries–the I’m-hungry cry; the I-want-you-to-hold-me cry; the I-refuse-to-admit-I’m-tired cry; and the far too common I-just-want-my-way cry. The discerning parent learns to tell the difference in these cries. Each has a differed tone and different facial expressions.…
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About a boy
My daughter’s new buddy. His name is Boy. He looks like the one her Nana got her the other day. His name is also Boy. Well, they are Smurfs after all.
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Leaving Nana at the airport
My Mom has been visiting us for the last two weeks. It was a Godsend. Rose and I needed a break and some help and the opportunity to relax. My Mom was great at this: Sophia stuck by her side the whole visit and we even had a few opportunities to go out! We went…
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Daddy, don’t say that word
We just went for this short walk in the muggy, post-rain heat, looking for puddles in which to jump (a favorite past time, like her favorite, Peppa Pig). Our street is severely lacking in it’s ability to make puddles, so we have to walk a ways. After pressuring me to go out for a walk…
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“What are you thinking?”
I just ran into a couple at an airport gift shop that were so quintessentially “the couple”. They were both fairly pretty people, traveling with an infant in the three-wheeled stroller. She was in line checking out: he was getting tired of maneuvering the stroller inside the shop. So he parked the little guy in…
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My Father’s Day Story
Life changes when you use an EPI-pen on your child. We are visiting her cousins, enjoying our Father’s Day. We are having a day of playing and resting and sharing an incredible meal with family. And then she eats cake. We were in the next room, the formal dining room. Rose and I could see…