As I rode the train home from class last night at 10:30, I noticed that there were a handful of young kids on the train (under 2 years), and I said to myself that I would never have Barnabas out that late when he is that age. I don’t want to scream CHILD ABUSE and [...]
While a neurosurgeon, astronaut, or hockey player are still the top 3 professions for our young Barnabas, I think football kicker will be a close number 4. According to Kristen, he’s got the jimmy legs, constantly pounding the inside of her uterus with ferocious leg whips, which she’s felt for the past several weeks. Along [...]
Choosing a name for your child is the greatest decision you will ever make in your entire life. Let that hyperbole sink in a bit and then come back to the blog. Back? Good. So obviously it isn’t the most important thing, but it’s up there. I mean, names define people and, in turn, people [...]
Henry is happiest when he's looking at or playing with or reading about cars and trucks and fire engines and bulldozers -- pretty much anything with wheels or that makes a loud, growly noise. This book has all that (and if you're a little nutty like me, you can add the sound effects).
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