Not that she’s growing up or anything

The other day I asked the baby to run tell her brother that his waffles were ready. She shouted “Okay!” Then she found the remote, paused Barney on Tivo, and ran on her mission. She is three, folks.

Blog a Bear Workshop

As one of about a half dozen bloggers not going to Blogher, I’m currently lacking for anything to write about. Let’s see: my five year old learned to ride his bike without training wheels. He could have done this last summer, it was a confidence issue, but I’m glad and sad at the same time. […]