Every year our yard is taken over by thousands upon thousands of ladybugs, but before they come around we deal with thousands upon thousands of aphids.  Based on this picture, I think it’s safe to say we’re ready for the ladybugs! →MORE...

Around the time that Evelyn was born, Charlotte became suddenly and inexplicably interested in families.  She became curious about the dynamics of birth and adoption and how families change when they grow.  She began to ask why some friends’ parents lived →MORE...

Charlotte: Sing me the story of Grandpa and the bear and the bee! Me: Once upon a time, Grandpa and Aunt R and I all went backpacking on the High Sierra Trail – and while we were on the trail, I →MORE...

We’re snuggled together in the bed, the three of us, while Donald gets ready for work.  Evelyn is to my front, her bare legs pressed against my belly, her nose nuzzled between my breasts, her eyes shut and her breathing rhythmic.  →MORE...

Over the weekend, in a burst of unintentional movement, Evie rolled over.  One minute she was lying on her back on the couch beside me reaching above her head for a toy I had set out to pack in the diaper →MORE...