A foodie baby’s first taste of lobster.

While in Maine, you got your first taste of lobster, baby boy, and you loved it. Like the native new england baby you are in your genes. You tasted your dad’s claw meat, but especially loved sucking on the legs. Just like your Grammy J.

A Snow baby’s first sighting of snow.

After gift opening, you went outside with your dad in your new Christmas parka and had your first experience with snow. You even got to meet some ducks that were hanging out on the edge of the frozen pond.

First Christmas

You slept through the opening of gifts, curled up, out like a light, on your mama’s lap. So we had to have a second gift opening later after you woke up. You (or rather your dad) got a bunch of puppets to play with. You (and your dad) particularly love the bear in the stump … Continue reading

Twas the night before Christmas…

After a long day of traveling, you made it all the way through Christmas Eve dinner. And then you climbed up on the table to make sure you really were at the center of it all.

Oh, teeth.

Oh my sweet baby boy. You’ve got two new teeth coming in at once. They must be your one-year molars. Because you are miserable. Last night you cried for hours without stopping. And there’s nothing we can do to make it better. You don’t want to eat. You don’t want to nurse. I held you … Continue reading

Sunday morning shower.

This morning you took a shower with me, baby boy. Because you woke up with your face still covered in carrots, left over from last night’s late night dinner out.  I held you in my arms and warm water rained down on us. A strange sensation for you, so different from sitting in your tub. … Continue reading

Mother love.

Long before you were born, baby boy, I used to reflect on what my parenting style might one day be. I had come to know myself, in my adult years, as somewhat aloof. Rational. Very much needing my own space, both physical and emotional. This isn’t who I always was, but it was who I … Continue reading

The diaper-changing dance.

Diaper changing isn’t as easy as it used to be. You’ve become very wily when it comes to getting your diaper changed. You immediately flip onto your tummy and start crawling around on your changing pad. You grab onto me and pull yourself up to a stand and dance around while I try to get … Continue reading

Nine months.

What a big milestone nine months is, baby boy. You’ve covered quite a lot of ground in these last few weeks: You are now an accomplished stander. You pull yourself up against anything you can reach, balancing on wobbly feet against tables and chairs and your parents’ legs. It won’t be long till your walking. … Continue reading

First dreams.

A few weeks ago I came across an essay in which the author reflected on what we sacrifice for our dreams. But what are our dreams, really? When we think of our earliest dreams, we typically remember wanting to be a princess or a firefighter. But these are only the earliest dreams we remember, the … Continue reading

Halloween.

You were the hit of the party, baby boy. And you were such a good sport – you stayed bright eyed until past 9 o’clock.

But I don’t want to go to bed…

…I want to stay up and look at the fishes! Fishfishfishfishfish.

Ethan and the Roomba.

Ethan loves to chase the Roomba. Typically, the Roomba wins.

Beets!

Ethan loves the fish tank.

Spinach.

Seven months.

Oh baby boy, what a crazy few weeks you’ve had! Eating and jumping and sitting and scooting… Your little motor skills have just taken off: more! more! more! your little brain is shouting to your little arms and legs and fingers. So let’s recount your adventures of the month: You’ve been eating solid foods for … Continue reading

The joys of overstimulation.

Cutting a new tooth, Texas-style.

Bananacado!

This is your dad’s favorite concoction to make for you. Your two favorites: bananas and avocado. Combined. Bananacado!! It just doesn’t get any better than this.

Avocado, summer squash and a new hat!

Remember this.

These are the moments you want to hold on to. Lying on the couch with my baby boy napping on my chest.  The doors open. Ceiling fan catching the still-hot, but dry, hinting of fall, early afternoon air. Breeze occasionally rustling the bamboo. Dog snoring softly on the floor. Baby boy’s head is hot against … Continue reading

Got Yogurt?

We weren’t sure Ethan would like plain yogurt. Thought we’d probably have to mix it up with bananas or apples. Surprise: he loved it. Gobbled it all up. Even started eating his bib.

Six months.

Baby boy: You are six months old today! And in honor of your six-month birthday, today you got to experience your first taste of solid food. Birthday bananas! And later, avocado. You loved them both. You gobbled with relish. You even loved the spoon. You also got a tree for your birthday. Your father’s anniversary … Continue reading

Bedtime.