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I had a grand plan to craft a beautiful essay, rife with linkativity, proving the essential similarity of these three items: Glennon Doyle Melton’s book Carry On, Warrior, Vampire Weekend’s new album “Modern Vampires of the City”, And Iron Man 3. You see, this one time, in high school, I got perfect on an essay. [...]

Someday, I’m going to be SO organized that I will be perfect. In fact, my entire family will be perfect, because of my contagious perfection. (And my husband’s constant, inspirational quest for self-improvement.) This Perfect Me will get good exercise every day, outdoors when weather permits. She will remember without fail to take her vitamins. [...]

“Mo-om.” (In the whiny voice, unsurprisingly.) “Why do you just make me cry all the time?” I had to laugh. “Dude, I have no idea.” For the past few days, any time I get a little stern with E, he says something like, “Mommy, you’re scaring me!” or “But now you’re really making me cry!” [...]

Get ready. This blog post REALLY IS AN ODYSSEY. If you make it to the end (which you should, if you care about waffles) and correctly answer the skill-testing question, you will receive a solid gold waffle-shaped medal, handcrafted at the Franklin Mint. Please allow 4-29 weeks for delivery. Dilovely’s Personal Waffle History As some [...]

Yesterday we – E, Baby A, Daddy, Grammie, Papa, Uncle Ben and I – trekked to Westfield Heritage Village for a “Sweet Taste of Spring.” We weren’t the only ones – it was packed, and the atmosphere was festive. We went last year at maple syrup time, too, but the temperature was in the 20s [...]

Last week, I had four other mamas, with child(ren) in tow, over to my house as part of a “shrinking coffee party” fundraiser for our local hospital. It was a really nice time: the preschoolers (all boys) got along famously, the babies were adorable, and we mamas never lacked for conversational topics. I don’t host [...]

Baby Mum-Mums. For parents of teething babies, they are saviour and anathema at once. How do they work? No one knows exactly. I am baffled, myself. They are delicate enough to be crushed to smithereens in your purse (preferably inside the package). They yield appropriately to the gentle crocodile-fierce pressure of a teething baby’s jaws. [...]

{Actually, I make no guarantees that the segues will be brilliant. But whatever.} My last post was a downer, I know. But now! I am able to lighten up for the following reasons: 1. I have awesome friends/family/Di-hards. THANK YOU for your sympathy and support, and offers of help. I hope I haven’t worried you [...]

I should probably not be writing right now. In my present state, it’s like drinking and dialling: I might use inappropriate honesty. For the last many weeks (I haven’t been counting because that just makes it worse) Baby A, and therefore I, have been sleeping in increments no longer than 2 hours, and often 90 [...]

Might as well make a tradition of the Extra Oscars! I know it’s two days later so in Internetland, the Oscars are ancient history. But whatever. I have this thing called a baby. She sabotages my deadlines, dudes. I do watch the ceremony almost every year now, thanks to Karissa’s parties that make it all [...]