MeghaMom

Hand-Stitched Felt Envelopes for a Little Homemade Love Computer-Printed Address and Return Address Labels Hand-Stitched onto Felt  Snickers, Mounds, Almond Joy, Starburst, Special Dark, Skor, Stride, Milky Way, Butterfinger, Starbucks Gift Card Note Inside: Printed on heavy cardstock and mounted on decorative scrapbook paper. "I knew I SKORed big when I found out I’d be staying with you. My mom SNICKERed at other daycares. And it’s a good thing because you are MOUNDS of fun. You brought me so much JOY just in my first week here. Making me smile until my cheeks look like they’re going to BURST, and all the other WAYs you make me feel SPECIAL. Most of all, thanks to you, I’m taking this whole transition in STRIDE. And my mom is too. I know I chew on my FINGERS and drink a ton of MILK, but one day when I grow up to be an allSTAR football player, I ‘ll look back and thank you for starting me off on the right foot. I hope you have a Happy Valentine’s Day! Love, [Ba...

Did I really just click on an article about the difference between vomit and spit-up? Funny. Seems like just yesterday I would classify the latter as what happens after you throw back a stiff shot, and the former as what wakes you up 6 to 8 hours after. But college was a long time ago. Here's the article if you're interested. Vomit vs. Spit-Up

Since having my son, I'm a little more sensitive about the reading material that comes into my home. And after yesterday's reading time, this is what I've decided: If Seuss and Silverstein were in a writer-type rumble, Suess would be down for the count in the first round. Maybe it's just been a while since I've hatched open his Green Eggs and held him accountable for his Red Fish and Two Fish, but when I started reading it to my son (Right: He's only three months. It's fine.), I was a little concerned he would mistake this for English. I don't see anything wrong with the occasional nonsense word (with words like dushikabushi being tossed around my childhood home as an expression of frustration, I fully understand the fun in it). But let's consider the book only had about eight words to start with. As a writer, I hoped he would at least pretend he tried. Maybe rhyme a few real words before mailing in a whole stock of ones he made up. And this ...

My mom is in town. This happened this morning. Not a good way to start the day.