All Boyds, all the time.
We’ve all been a little sick with colds this week, but poor Lucy has had it the worst with a persistent cough, which turned out to be something to take more seriously — and with her first-ever round of antibiotics. Continue reading “A “touch” of pneumonia”
We’re feeling a little nostalgic, what with a fresh post up about “Lucy’s old nap routine”:/news/2010/lucys-old-nap-routine/ and being stuck in a Midwestern midwinter here — so coming across this summertime shot of Lucy struck a chord. It was taken June 18, 2009 (seven months ago today), in the warmth of summer inside the “North Park University”:http://www.northpark.edu/ Gazebo (itself a thing of the past as of this fall). Continue reading “Days gone by”
Last summer, I took a few notes on Lucy’s classic nap routine in preparation for writing it up before she gave up her nap for good. I wasn’t quick enough. Continue reading “Lucy’s old nap routine”
Thirteen months ago today (on December 14, 2008), this is what Rosie looked like. It’s been a big year for Shorty. Continue reading “Shorty”
Lucy loves a train, and as a true-born Chicagoan, the El never fails to delight her. Here she is at Belmont on December 12, 2009. Continue reading “City girl rides the El”
I’ve finally landed on a recipe for a baked pancake that lives up to the standard of the classic German Pancake from Walker Brothers — and figured how to get it out of the pan easily. Continue reading “German pancake”
Parenting a three-year-old requires a variety of skills, but none has been so challenging as the need to grow in my ability to empathize. Continue reading “Getting the mad out”
A group hug isn’t always comfortable, but it sure is friendly! Rosie, Lucy, and Mama on November 15, 2009. Continue reading “Group hug”
See? Winter can be fun — with the right attitude. Lucy made snow angels on December 22, 2009. Continue reading “Snow angel”
In this video, Rosie is delighted to say her version of “Happy New Year” to you. She also then proceeds to exclaim, “Puppy!” and “Monster!” And we wonder toward the end: will she jump? Continue reading ““Happy New New””