That was fun. Seriously. Even with crazy traffic that was crazy even by crazy LA traffic standards. Even with Ian throwing peanuts all over the car on the way to trick or treating (was trying to get protein in him and since he wasn’t melting down in gridlock traffic I figured I’d pick my battles […]Read Post ›
This is what Ian thinks of the head piece to his Curious George Costume. He will wear it, briefly, if I let him put it on…
I’ve been watching this video a lot to remind myself that Ian has the capacity to be happy. It’s hard times over here this week. He’s different. Meltdowns are constant. I don’t know if he’s in pain (2 yr molars perhaps?) or has a virus or if this is the beginning […]Read Post ›
This is our very favorite song.
Before I had Ian, I was worried I would not have the patience required to be a good mom. Then, I found that I had a magic reservoir of unknown patience and empathy and thought all was well. I could handle his crying, his neediness, his hunger, his poop and barf and pee and drool… […]Read Post ›
Mama Mandy 