David just turned fifteen months old and, I don’t know, this one might not make it into the baby book. This month we’ve coined the nickname Grumpelstiltskin because it’s cuter than any other expletive that comes to mind when he’s scratching his eyes out because we’re changing his diaper. I’m blaming all this moodiness on
I’ve been counting down the days to David’s fourteen month birthday for a while now. There isn’t any sort of milestone or celebration, but I went over my texts this month and my plan happens to reset on the same day as David’s fourteen month birthday. For a while now every text I’ve sent or
Walking is a weird milestone because it happens so gradually. It’s not like rolling over. When babies learn to roll over it happens in a moment. It’s like this: 8:22 am: baby cannot roll over 8:23 am: baby can roll over Walking is a little more of a process; there’s a big learning curve. When
I know, I know. I’m almost half-a-month late with this one. If I had been this late with his one-month update, that would have meant I had been procrastinating for a third of his life. But now that we count his age in years, two weeks seems like nothing, because nowadays two weeks seem to
This video is a PSA for any of David’s future employers. If he ever calls in sick and you hear him sneeze like this over the phone, make him come in anyway because he’s totally faking.
While everyone was enjoying their cake during David’s birthday party, we all gathered in the living room to watch a little year-in-review slideshow. It’s amazing to see how much happens in the first year of a baby’s life, and how much our life has changed in just one year. You can watch it here, or below. When I first
A professor in one of my writing classes once told me you should never use cliches, and if anyone has ever said it before, it’s a cliche. But in this case, I have to. WHERE DID THIS YEAR GO? To be completely honest, sometimes I feel like this year has been a thousand years long.
I’ve set an alarm just once in the past year. Every other morning Tom and I wake up when David starts making pterodactyl noises in his crib. Tom is always uncharacteristically optimistic early in the morning and says, “Maybe he’ll go back to sleep.” But David never goes back to sleep. One of us (usually Tom) rises from
All of David’s cousins have blogs documenting their childhoods and I often read through the archives to see what his cousins were doing when they were his age, what their temperament was like, sleeping patterns, etc. Recently I read this entry on my sister’s blog about how a “maturity light switch” was flipped around 10 to 11
Tom and I met in 2001, started dating the last week of 2007, and got married three years ago today. If, the day before Tom asked me out on a date, someone had told me that I was about to go on a date with Tom Krieger I would have laughed in their face. In