Bend it like Beckham
We haven’t done many classes with Eli. Besides baby sign language and African dancing. I mean, it is Boulder, after all. But all that changed today with soccer class! It started off well with Eli crying & screaming when I…
The Prophet
Two years ago I was on a morphine drip.
Drifting in & out of brief sleep, recovering from a major surgery and wondering if I was ever going to figure out breastfeeding. This year, I’m hanging out with him. It was worth it. Happy day of birth buddy. Let’s…
I smell a tradition. Or maybe that’s just the sulfur.
You might remember a little hot springs trip we took last year over St. Patrick’s Day weekend. It was basically awesome. Well, by the luck of the Irish (but really just our super-organized & forward-thinking friend Lesley), we were able…
I hate global warming as much as the next person…
but I do love the 60-degree weather that it brings in January. We’ve been taking advantage of the completely unnatural temperature rises warm tidings by heading out to a few of our favorite local trails. It’s been fun being back…
Making it up as we go along
I don’t own much in the way of Christmas decorations. Mainly because I like to purge when I move but also because I’m married to a Jewish guy. These two things don’t make for many boxes of ornaments. I only…
Bright lights (little boy) big city
Our Thanksgiving trek back East was a success. Maybe it’s because Eli is a little older or maybe it’s because we have a few under our belt, but this trip went extremely well. Staying with someone, anyone, for nine days…
Sick week
I’m blaming the Munchkin Masquerade. Sure, it was cute but you can’t bring that many kids together without a massive germ attack. I should have known better. Or as my friend Denise so wisely put it… It started with Eli…
Pumpkin Love
So last year for Halloween, we put Eli in an actual pumpkin. This year, we realized a toddler jack-o-lantern was completely out of the question and decided to go with a pumpkin made of felt instead. (Many thanks to Grandma…
Doing it his way
When checking out this little afternoon concert, keep in mind that Eli’s never had a lesson. Not only can he play the harmonica without any hands while walking, he’s not afraid to innovate with the actual position of the harmonica….
Edges
I read Richard Louv’s Last Child in the Woods a few months ago and it has stuck with me for many reasons. (True book review coming soon.) I especially appreciate what Louv has to say about edges. He points to an…