We’ve reached the point with AE where parenting is far less of a physical challenge, but more of a mental one. And unfortunately, I think this is also the part where you can scar your kid for life. Twenty years from now, Miss T isn’t likely to recall that I let her cry in her [...]
Two completely unrelated things, that is, but N is out of town for the evening and I’m sitting here with hours of lonely Friday evening stretching before me, so this is what you get.
Dear Miss T,
The past year has flown by, and here we are again. Today you’re two years old. Today, we can’t even pretend that you’re still a baby. You’ve made that transition to…well, a tiny person. Your personality is in full bloom and let me just say, WOW. You amaze me [...]
Wow. Just…wow. Another year has passed, and it’s time for me to bust out my serious cap and try and write another letter to my fabulous baby AE.
Dear AE:
You turn seven today. And in all honesty, that just boggles my mind. There’s nothing about you that’s little anymore. Your long legs, loose teeth and occasional [...]
I think it might finally be time for me to admit that I’m not as young as I once was. Yes, yes, I know. I’m only thirty, it’s not like I’ve got one foot in the grave or anything. But let’s face it. Thirty may be the new twenty, but it isn’t the new eighteen. [...]
