Kid-isms by Charlotte
Feb 01, 2013
A few days ago, Charlotte came padding down the hallway to me. “Momma?” she asked. “Momma, can you teach me how to write? I want to learn how to write.” “Sure, sweetheart,” I said. “Do you want to grab a piece →MORE...


Feb 01, 2013
A couple months ago, a friend of mine introduced me to a reptile store and zoo called Prehistoric Pets in Fountain Valley. Charlotte had a blast; she fed mealworms to turtles, saw a two-headed snake, touched and held a couple different →MORE...


Shortly after Evelyn was born, my cousin came by my parents’ house for quality baby-meeting and toddler-adoring and dinner-eating time and she came bearing gifts for Charlotte. Namely, she came bearing a blue princess dress with a matching wand and crown →MORE...


Nov 26, 2012
Dear Charlotte, I honestly have no idea where to begin this letter. You pick out at least 95% of your outfits now - and you’re always pretty proud of it! Should I start with a discussion about your blossoming curiosity? A →MORE...


Nov 16, 2012
Two days before Evelyn’s birth, I found Charlotte sitting at a table drawing pictures for “her” baby when I picked her up at preschool. Sa maitresse, her teacher, told me that she had asked Charlotte about the baby a couple hours →MORE...

