Overheard in the other room: TD1: Books are not made to be ripped. They are made to be read. TD2: You’re not posed to throw books. TD1: Listen to me!! Books are made to be read. Not to be ripped…. Continue Reading →
Like I’m sure most moms do, I often sit back and stare in awe at my children. I’m not afraid to admit that I’m that mom that thinks I should call the 9 o’clock news because Tové just looked at… Continue Reading →
“Baby! That’s baby,” grins TD1 everytime TD2 stirs. Then she tries to kiss her, rub her head or back or feed her chips. She has even tried to help me nurse. I think she deserves Big Sister of the Year!