Here’s what just happened: A curly-headed blur zoomed past me as I carried the dog’s full bowl of water to his tray. Zoe, don’t run with a pen, please. It’s dangerous. “It’s not a pen, and anyway I was skipping with it. It’s my pencils.” ALRIGHT WELL WHATEVER YOU’RE RUNNING WITH STOP IT AND WALK [...]
We have a new niece, and she is gorgeous. I got to hold her, and I suppose it’s safe from 271 miles away to admit that anyone other than family would have to fight me with a weapon to surrender her because holding newborns is definitely in my top three activities. Not sure what the [...]
She’s healthy and proportional and well-developed!
But we knew that.
Can we believe Zoe is three years old? Last Friday we headed to the Great White North – Dallas had claimed a record 12 inches of snow – to visit Grandma Shirley and Uncle Dan who were in town from Minnesota; as a result, Zoe had eight grown people to fawn over her in person [...]
Long story short, I’m quite difficult to live with. And I’m sorry about the preposition there.
I’m studying again. Block 3 this time. And as usual with these stressful times, illness threatens us. To procrastinate I just wanted to update here. Zoe has been ill lately, and after three antibiotic shots from the doctor this week (in lieu of liquid medicine, which she absolutely refuses to take, clamps down her mouth, [...]
Yesterday Zoe woke up around 9:00 AM. We played, cooked, played some more, swam, played, bathed, and played. At one point in the mid-afternoon I thought I might die from exhaustion and took a 20 minute break on the couch in a twilightish stupor, never falling asleep, but it was enough that when she asked [...]
I have come to the conclusion that Zoe just does not require the same amount of sleep as most other kids. Here’s what happened last night. After a long, no-nap day, she went to sleep at 9:30 PM – very, very early by our standards. She woke up at 5 AM, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. What [...]
Whenever we part with someone, Zoe says her goodbyes, and after the door is closed or they walk away, she says, “Well, I guess so!” When we’re chatting in the elevator and someone exits on his or her floor, it’s, “Well! I guess so!” After saying goodbye to her Gigi and the car door closes, [...]