I’m probably cursing myself, but I am still waiting to hear Rachel Marie really lose it. I’m not talking about a brief “waaa-waaa” or her usual grunts and baby squawks. I’m talking newborn wails – the kind I remember hearing at least occasionally with Madeline. Our firstborn wasn’t a big crier either. She was bornRead the whole post >>

My aunt and uncle sent Madeline a Mary doll along with a gift for Rachel Marie. In a note to Madeline, my aunt wrote, “Play with this doll when your mom is busy with the baby. Mary can be your mother, too.” Madeline looked the doll over and asked, “Where’s Jesus?” “I don’t know. ThisRead the whole post >>

Yesterday when Dave got home from work, Madeline told him he was the prince. Then she looked at me and said I was Cinderella. I’m not a big fan of the whole princess craze, but Madeline has seen Cinderella and has some Disney figurines she loves to give baths when she’s marinating in a frothyRead the whole post >>