...she called herself a “stick-wielder ninja girl WITH A BIG STICK, MOMMA, WATCH OUT!” And then she asked me to take a picture so that I wouldn’t forget it.

This weekend, we scratched the first big pre-baby project off the list.  Or rather, Donald did.  He built Charlotte’s tricycle: She loves it every bit as much as you would think, and possibly more.  She milked every possible second of daylight →MORE...

When Charlotte was an infant, one of the women I most deeply respect in my family told me that in her opinion when a mother is still nursing a child who can walk and talk, she is doing it for herself.  →MORE...

Healthy Child Healthy World blogging prompt: What sort of nature adventures do we love best? “Do you hear that?” I ask my daughter.  We stand still and silent on the trail.  She nods exuberantly. “What sort of animal makes that sound, →MORE...

One of Charlotte’s more recent loves is blowing in peoples’ faces. I am not exactly certain where she picked up this little gem, but it is every bit as irritating-bordering-on-infuriating as it sounds.  More than once, I have caught myself closing →MORE...