A cardinal recently built a nest in one of the bushes right by our porch. Can you see it? There she is. Since I noticed her, I’ve done a little research. Did you know that male cardinals help the females incubate the eggs? And when the babies hatch, the male cares for the baby birds
I was really looking forward to Easter Sunday. Really, really looking forward to it. But then my son and the rest of my extended family came down with Flu-nami 2013. It hit everyone differently, but it leveled David for six days. It started with vomiting, clinginess and a fever, and ended with diarrhea and grumpiness.
Tom has been traveling for the past two weeks, and both David and I missed him very much. When Tom is gone it means I have to take over all the “daddy jobs,” things like taking out the trash and compost, disposing of the birds Brigham leaves on our porch every morning (happy spring to you, too,
Tom’s maternal grandfather gave Tom this wagon when he was little. I never got a chance to meet Tom’s Granddaddy; he passed away when Tom was still a boy. I was told he didn’t give gifts often, but he thought every little boy needed a wagon so he made sure Tom had one. A few
Today is Tom’s birthday. Tom would probably appreciate it if, instead of using David’s naptime to write this post, I cleaned my house and prepped dinner. Instead of a clean house and dinner simmering on the stove, Tom will come home to Cheerios all over the living room floor and his wife frantically cooking with
My husband is sort of a tech guy. That will come as an understatement for anyone who knows him. Wherever Tom goes, he leaves a trail of various devices, chargers and cords behind him. And when we were on our honeymoon (in a cabin in Montana), he tried to teach me binary. David’s favorite toy
Watching Daddy mow the grass. Then, when Daddy came inside to take a shower, David pressed himself to the floor and tried to look under the door. This boy loves his daddy.
I grew up near Smith Mountain Lake, and if you grow up near a lake you perennially hear stories of scary things that happen on the water. Though growing up on the water made me a confident swimmer, it also made me a little more nervous than the average lake-goer. Take lake nerves, add in
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
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