my grandparents and all their great-grandkids Christmas 2012 robb and i were asked over Christmas dinner what we want henry to be when he grows up. my first reaction, after recent sad biographies in the news of kids turning into sad, scared, violent adults is that i’m more worried about what i DON’T want him …

(…was a totally disappointing movie starring the awesomely awesome tina fey and steve carrell. fizzle. plop). robb and i got a babysitter and went out last night. and it was fantastic!!! i was musing that, at the time we didn’t realize it, but before henry, all day, every day was a date night. we could …

well, it’s the 28th now. which means i’m officially way WAY behind on blogging, and also that Christmas has past. it makes me so sad when people talk about “surviving” the holidays or “getting through until january” or whatever, since, obviously, Christmas is the ‘greatest day in the whole wide world.’ but…i get it a little. …

                                                  we were reading ‘dr. seuss’s ABC’s’ tonight and i’m struck by how totally brilliant dr. seuss was, and also how totally lazy. but he got away with it. because he was dr-friggin-seuss. or, i should say, dr-fiffer-feffer-feff-seuss. he has this whole relationship with characters and languages that don’t exist, so when he’s writing an …

where do we put all the sadness? how do we deal with an elementary school shooting that leaves dozens of dead children at the hands of a 20 y/o kid? when we’re working through our grief, where do we store those processed feelings without getting stomach ulcers and how do we not draw some pretty …

and suddenly we have a little kid instead of a baby. one who follows complex directions and speaks in full sentences that are at least 30% comprehensible. and he’s long and big and dexterous and independent. and runs everywhere he goes and seeks out and says hello to people and plays games and tickles everyone …

henry turned 18 months yesterday. he is a joy. every day more funner-er and smarter-er. we celebrated by having our 1st Annual ‘Elf’ party where we watched the movie and ate the foods from the movie: the 4 food groups (candy corn, candy canes, candy, and syrup) and spaghetti, and drank Christmas drinks and decorated …

overall, i’ve felt pretty good about my post-baby body. it took me almost a year after he hatched, but i did lose all the weight and i fit in my correct size jeans and all that. when i suck in, i’m hot-ish. but every once in a while my rose-colored glasses fall off and i’m …

we put up the tree last night with lights and when henry woke up this morning and ran into the living room, he stood staring at it, whispering “wow. woooow. wow. wow. wooow.” i got the same reaction to it this afternoon. observe. also, he loves BOX that came with something in it but, really, …

penis. that is the word i decided long ago i would use to describe henry’s, well, you know. i didn’t want to beat around the bush (stop it) and call it his ‘dinker-do’ or squibbly-wabble’ or ‘ne’er do well’ or whatever other pet names parents give to their progeny’s genitalia. but it hasn’t mattered. he’s …