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His Party
We had Jonah’s party exactly 21 days later. Because we (and by “we” I mean Jonah) aren’t totally firm on how the calendar works and because his mom called too late to reserve a party date within his actual birth month. Party year is a blight on my otherwise happy existence. But it’s all good! Happy birthday, my baby! You didn’t take my deal to stay four…
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The Time He Turned Five
Well. So a small anecdote first. Remember in the movie “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory” (the weird, not as good Johnny Depp version), the grandparents were all in bed discussing Mr. Wonka’s chocolate factory and Grandmother Geraldine breaks in with, “I love grapes!” Talking to Phil is sometimes kind of like that. Like I’ll say, “Do you want me to pack this veggie salad up for your lunch tomorrow?” One would think the answer would be either yes or no, or some variation of yes or no. Maybe, for instance. His response is, “I like the dressing on this salad.” Or I’ll say, “How do you…
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My Baby J Turns Four! Part 2
The rest of the pics from Jonah’s birthday at home: Happy happy birthday my little son. Your existence may have caught us by surprise and you may be quite a handful at times, but we adore you and thank God for you. You bring silliness and laughter and big hugs to our family and so much joy to our hearts. God gave us a good…
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My Baby J Turns Four! Part 1
I don’t know how this happened and am not entirely convinced of its veracity, but apparently my baby went from this: Since this (thank my lucky stars) is not our party year, we celebrated family style with a lunch at Chuck E. Cheese. He can now even say, “Chuck E. Cheese” instead of the former “Chuckchee!” that used to be cheerfully called out every time we drove past. Sniff. …
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Preschool Snow Day
So Jonah. I think I’ve mentioned him around here before? Originally, I had been planning to keep Jonah home this year and send him to preschool next year where his brother, his sister, and his other sister all went. That little preschool at the church down the hill has been pretty much the only thing these siblings have had in common- well, that and their parents. Which, you know, is a good thing too. And were each brought home from the hospital in the gray Subaru Forester. And that’s about it. They were born in four different hospitals in two different states, each delivered by a different doctor, and were…
