Tag Archives: Henry Wallace

So THAT’S Why He Doesn’t Sleep!

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

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A Lesson in Semiotics

Setting: Highway 183, rush hour.  Yesterday, which, incidentally, was Roland Barthes‘ birthday.  In the car, on the way home from toddler gymnastics. Me: Oh noooo!  I missed my exit!  We’re going over I-35.  Oh fuck!  Fuck! Henry: SHIT!!!

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Henry Rocks the Vote

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He REALLY Loves Goats

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Rip Van Wrinkle

Henry slept 13.5 hours STRAIGHT last night.  No magic button needed.  This is 2.5 hours more than he normally sleeps in an entire 24-hour cycle.  I’m not jinxing it if it’s in the past, right?

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Henry’s Birth Story

Henry will be one in less than a month, and I’ve only now written his birth story. I feel like nothing I can say will do it justice, but here’s my attempt: Dear Henry, I loved being pregnant with you. … Continue reading

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D-oh!

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