Journey to the Knot

This afternoon, we had Quinn's baby naming, a Jewish ceremony where he is officially given his Hebrew name. He had his bris on the 8th d...

Dear Quinn, Today, you are 2 months old.. months... plural! I can't believe how fast time is flying. I feel as though time is speeding ...

Banner is obsessed with ice cream trucks. It doesn't help that the ice cream man drives through our neighborhood almost nightly - even i...

Dear Leslie, It's been two years now since that phone call from Gayle. I can still hear her screaming in my ear on the other end of the...

My senior English teacher in high school used to read us excerpts from Don't Sweat the Small Stuff by Richard Carlson throughout the sc...

Today was his first picture day. I walked him into the building, on the first rainy day of the school year (of course!), wanting to tell his...

If you read one of my favorite - and also one of my most popular - posts entitled The Truth and the Nipple Nazis , you know that I had a rou...

Dear Quinn, So, yes, you have a mom who will write you letters throughout your childhood to reflect on your growth, development, and experi...

Day 1 Day 3 This one cracks me up! Day 3 Day 3 - night Day 4 - midnight in Daddy's arms Day 5 Day 7 Day 8 ...