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Husband: Ah! Smoked Salmon! That will make firing up the grill for hamburgers worth it. Me: Are you going to buy a separate grill for the salmon?

I think we need a social media game for moms of kids with special needs where we can unlock achievements and mayorships a la Foursquare. Badges I’ve earned: -ER Trip-Shared Bathroom (spending the night in a hospital room where you have to share the bathroom with your  neighbor).-MASH Unit (holding your child when blood is

I love, love, love ModCloth. Their clothes are so retro and fun. I wish I had know about them when I was working in the corporate world; I would have stocked my closet with their dresses and blouses! This is my current obsession from ModCloth: Isn’t that a fantastic swimsuit? It’s a perennial shopper favorite

We’re about to disappear from real life for a few weeks. David’s surgery is June 22nd, and to make sure the surgery doesn’t get delayed we have to do our best to keep him well. So we’ll be avoiding sick people and germy situations like the plague (ha!). With a toddler and a baby, pretty

Word up, hipstahs. Not much going on here. I mean, just the usual. Ian and David tend to be on different nap schedules these days, so I’m getting a bit less sleep but a few more chores done. Still trying to figure out my post-baby wardrobe. I still don’t fit into my pre-baby clothes. I’m

I am currently facing one of my greatest trials as a parent. THE DAWDLE [cue psycho strings] Now that Ian is two, he finds enjoyment in inspecting everything. Each moment is to be savored for as long as possible, every experience to be explored to its limit. The applies to washing hands, going up (or

After two pregnancy losses, my friend Heather has decided to give up being miserable for Lent. She writes a beautiful post about it here. Lindsay at Suburban Turmoil treasures her little princess and mourns that girls lose that sense of preciousness. This post about a disaster survival kit, published a few days before the Japan

The weather is beautiful today, and I am delighted and wistful. I happened to see a headline in a newsletter today about the best snacks to take to the playground with a toddler. That renewed my mourning about this fall, about all the plans I had for Ian. I am grateful for the weather, though,

Last night we slept with the windows open. Laying in bed, listening to the fan in the window, I could almost imagine I was 10 and sleeping in the back bedroom of my grandparents’ house. Add the chirping and croaking of insects and frogs, and lowing from nearby cattle. Instead of my new mattress and

I found out yesterday that a sweet friend also is experiencing some difficulties with her pregnancy. What on earth. So many of my friends have had difficult pregnancies or difficulty conceiving. Honestly, I’m reminded of one of my favorite sci-fi episodes when I think about our collective experiences. (Not telling which show or which episode,