Letter to Henry Wallace, Summer 2009

Dear Henry,
I know it’s been awhile since the last letter.  It doesn’t mean I love you any less.  I’ve learned to fit my life into 140 character updates while I’m juggling two careers is all.  But now I’ve finally dropped the PR, for the most part, mostly so I could have more time to annoy [...]

New World Record

Tonight I breastfed a frog, a lizard, a cheetah, a cat, a doll, and a toddler.

Did the Universe Just Slap Me?

Total weirdness: On the day Henry was born, Buehrle pitched a no-hitter.  Today, the day HW was conceived, Buehrle pitched a perfect game.
And my maiden name was Pitcher.

Like Father, Like Son

I should never have laughed at the story where Matt crawled up in his older brother’s bunk in the middle of the night and bashed him in the forehead with a metal dumptruck.  When I picked up Henry from school today, I was informed that he hit a 4-year-old over the head with a shovel [...]

A Healthy Way to Process Anger

It seems Henry has learned something that took me 32/33 years and countless therapy sessions to realize.  Actually, it’s a work in progress for me, still.  I’d say 90% of the tantrums occur when we are coming or going—transitions are a real bitch.  We were getting ready to leave for the morning, and the screaming [...]

Scientists Say Buchers Are F*cked

Well, I wonder what they would say about a 25-month-old who has probably not napped 1/3 of the days of his life already:
No Nap Days Spell End of the World For Your Child
Henry is actually happy and incredibly focused (read: tenacious).  Except when he won’t nap on command—and then it’s really just me who’s unhappy [...]

Boundaries, Illuminated

Henry and I took a little walk after dinner last night, and we saw two very fat cats sleeping in a neighbor’s front yard.  Of course he wanted to go kiss them, and I told him that the kitties felt like being alone right now.  He furrowed his brow, nodded, looked at me and said [...]

Letter to Henry Wallace, 2 Years

Dear Henry,
I can’t believe you are two.  I feel like we were just planning your first birthday party, and the world was going to end if I did not get that baby book finished in time, goddammit.  How we held it together just to make it through that first year of sleepless nights when, oh [...]

What Life is Like in Buttbomb Suburbia

A perk is the trail right outside our back gate which leads to this duck pond. Who am I kidding– this is Austin and there is nature everywhere. But these photos from our afternoon hike today make me feel a little better about the Chili’s around the corner.
Also this my first post via iPhone. Maybe [...]

So THAT’S Why He Doesn’t Sleep!

He’s been sneaking Dunkin’ Donuts coffee at the playground.