He showed up in the wee hours o’ the mornin’ for Mommy’s holiday birthday. St. Patty’s Day began with a family breakfast at Denny’s, and the Leprechaun slept through the yummy eggs, pancakes, and bacon. Yes, we wore our green. Leprechauns can be quite good at Irish jigs. Here is Silas’s rendition for you to… Read More A Little Leprechaun Came to Stay
We’ve posted some new videos (of Silas, of course :)) over on the videos page. Feel free to check them out. More coming soon!
When putting Silas down for a nap, I often sing to him Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms. Besides being a soothing lullaby, I’ve found that the words of the song are a poignant reminder for me to readjust my priorities. One lie that I frequently find myself believing is that life is… Read More Lullaby
I’m in denial. My baby is not growing up. He’s still a newborn…or so I’d like to think. Last week Silas turned 3 months old. Some of his 0-3 month clothes are now starting to fit, and others have become too tight. I’ll admit it, on several occasions I’ve put him in something that was… Read More Retiring Clothing…I Hate It
It looks like that’s exactly what I’ll have soon–unmitigated gall. Yes, my gall bladder will soon be no more, and thus my “gall” (bile, rather) will no longer be regulated by the pear-shaped organ that was causing so much pain. The pain began as mild cramps in a band around my stomach and back in… Read More “Of All the Unmitigated Gall!”
I still live in wonder that this little miniature human being is ours and that he’s here to stay. Becoming a parent is a breath-taking experience. I think the words to this song help explain some of my emotions. A ray of hope flickers in the sky A tiny star lights up way up high… Read More 2 Months
Dear Uncle David & Aunt Tammy, How do I look in my Colts gear? Mommy thinks I’m too cute for words, and Daddy’s glad to finally have another man around to cheer for the Colts! I may be little, but I’m already a HUGE Peyton Manning fan. Can’t wait to watch the Colts with the… Read More How ‘Bout Them Colts?
I’ve always wondered how people could so adamantly state that a baby looks like his dad, or has his mom’s nose. I–for one–am terrible about spotting much of a family resemblance in newborns. Of course there are a few newborns whose resemblance to family was so obvious, that even I couldn’t miss it. So, dear… Read More Do You See the Family Resemblance?