I often worry that we’re spoiling Henry. While we’re not buying him toys left and right and we leave Target without a Matchbox car more often than not (a great gift for under a buck), I often wonder if he has too much as it is, and, if he does, will it really affect him. [...]
If I could describe Henry in one word, it would be “poop.” No, no. I’m kidding. The word would be “sweet.” Henry is a really sweet little kid. He is nice to other boys and girls (reluctantly and not without some gentle reminders he will share toys), he is polite (he’s gotten the pleases and [...]
(This is nearly a week late, and I feel terrible. Work has been nuts, my traveling season has started up, and overall work madness had made it so I’m working most nights and full days and don’t have 10 seconds to string together a cogent thought.) A few years ago, when we had three cats [...]
First off, my apologies for the lateness of this post. Henry’s birthday was last Saturday (more on that later), but in the week previous and the days following, Kristen’s grandmother and Henry’s great-grandmother (Oma) became very ill. Kristen’s father was to come up for the party, but he had to cancel, as Oma was admitted [...]
I’ve mentioned in the past that Henry’s talking up a storm, and that’s really great because it has made for a smooth transition between baby-hood and toddler-hood. Many a tantrum has been nipped in the bud because we’ve been able to ask Henry what was wrong or what did he need or whether or not [...]
(I’m finishing this post from the wonderful city of Orlando. That’s sarcasm. There’s nothing wonderful about this place. Sorry for the delay — we’ve all been sick.) Last week, Henry said his longest sentence yet: “I want a taco, Mama.” Since we all love tacos (and, luck have it, we were making them for dinner), [...]
Although I’ve never written one, I assume that writing (and drawing) children’s books are not easy. I make that assumption because so many that I’ve read are really, really terrible. And the few that aren’t terrible, are often not really books for kids at all. I mean, I love J. Otto Seibold’s books (Mr. Lunch [...]
Last week I saw a commercial on TV where they were hawking some sort of toddler flashcards so your kids can become some super genius. This made me really, really mad and also quite sad. I have no idea why any parent would want their very young child to learn like that, when it seems [...]
(A little late this month. Sorry.) Henry does not eat fruit. No strawberries or bananas or peaches. No apples or oranges or blueberries. Every time a piece of fruit crosses his lips, he spits it out. He doesn’t even chew it! Just spits it right out. It’s strange. Henry eats nearly anything and everything. (He [...]
“Book! Book!” “Okay, Henry. One more book, but then you have to go to bed.” “Brown Bear! Brown Bear!” What? That was new. When did he learn that? When did he learn those words? When did he start putting nouns and adjectives together? That happened this evening right before he went to sleep, but it’s [...]
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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