Over the years of enjoying the interweb, I've "met" many women who I would label as friends. The ""s in that sentence mean that I haven't really met met them, but merely intermet them. We talk online, worry about one another, celebrate (internetishly)...

We ventured out to the med plaza this morning to see all of our favorite nurses and one of our favorite doctors: Nate's neurologist. It was a loooooooong, but great visit. From a neuro standpoint, the little guy is doing just great. His tone is still...

The morning mile starts at 7:00 every morning...which means that everyone has to be dressed, fed, medicated, and in their seat belts by 5 minutes to 7. (We live really close to the school.) It's no small feat to get everyone out the door by this time...

I have to say that one of my favorite parts about this time of year is watching the pure excitement and joy through the eyes of my children. We put our tree and decorations up a couple of days after Thanksgiving. The next morning, with coffee in hand,...

Emma: Mom, can you open my banana? And don't kiss it. Me: Don't kiss it? Emma: Noooo, don't quish it. Me: Oh. Don't squish it. Say 'sssssssssss-quish'. Emma: I can't say dat one berry well. Just don't do it.