Tag Archives: Miss C
Cee the Artiste
What goes on in your kids’ playroom when you’re not looking? The good folks at Dropcam – a state-of-the-art video baby monitor – posed this question to me for their Tales From the Playroom series and I summoned up the courage to answer it. Such a sobering moment when you realize that the last thing on […]
Proof That the Universe Does Look Out For Moms
Cee loves her pacifiers. Loves them. If our house were burning down and I had already passed out all over the kitchen floor from smoke inhalation because I was too busy eating all the Pop-Tarts to notice that I was also inhaling smoke along with those rectangles of perfection, my poor child, who – let’s be […]
Child Labor
There was a time in our history when big families were the norm, when children were contributors to their parents’ coffers and not the yogurt-tube-slurping freeloaders they are today. Parents pumped out a new kid every year not out of any express religious obligation or even because they preferred the pitter patter of tiny feet […]
Snowed In
Last week was grueling. Well, OK, maybe “grueling” is a strong word. I didn’t plow any fields or anything. It was tiring, though. It snowed here again and B’s work was canceled for almost the entire week because the roads by his school 40 minutes away were so sketch. We couldn’t get out much because […]
Thwarting the Straps
I assembled C’s swing when I was eight months pregnant. We put it in her nursery adjacent to the changing table, but by the time she was one week old, it had been relocated to our living room along with all the items we found to be truly necessary to life with a newborn. I […]
Anatomy of a Tantrum
So then there was that time that my daughter went from being a remarkably-pleasant-to-be-around toddler to a rabid feral cat who dines on dynamite and plutonium, all in the course of two days. This post is about that. 2013 was a good year for us. Cee had her first birthday, discovered her likes and dislikes, […]
The Magical Shirt
There are some objects in this world that are enchanted. I’m not one to believe in superstitions, but certain occurrences are so otherworldly that even the most hardened skeptic has to reevaluate his or her policy of disbelief. One of these charmed objects recently found its way into our Ouija board-free home. It is making […]
The House of No
Milestones. Just when I noticed that I hadn’t written a milestones post in awhile about C, she delivers the goods. I am happy to report that she is on track to becoming a functional human being. I am not so happy to report that in this process to big-kiddom, my death grip on sanity is […]
Biting Insurance
For C’s first year of life, I wrote monthly posts that outlined all the changes that she had gone through that month. A lot of times, writing those things was a little tedious and tricky because when it comes to babies, I don’t really know what I’m looking at. It kind of reminds me of […]
Grover vs. Elmo: Gee, I Wonder Who’s Better?
I am all too aware that the amount of blogging I’m doing these days on Elmo-related topics is sad, so feel free to skip this one. Understand, however, that when you started reading my blog, you promised* to stick with me through good times and bad so abandoning me now is grounds for divorce. *I […]
The Waiting 