Joel cuteness

Today’s Joel’s babysitter’s last day (for now). She’s going back to school this fall, and her nursing class schedule won’t accommodate even a part-time job. It sucks, and Joel and Mark and I will miss her dearly. Continue reading

“Is he your first?”

It’s 3:30pm on a Sunday. I finish feeding Joel, and Mark and I dress him and ourselves for the cold weather as quickly as possible, so we may run an errand, while Joel, hopefully, falls asleep in his car seat. Our goal is to kill two birds with one stone – we hope to avoid the dinnertime fussy period that can result from no afternoon nap whilst attending to some unfinished business that is picking out new throw pillows for our living room. “I don’t want Joel to choke on one of these errant feathers,” Mark recently suggested, and I agreed with his sentiments. Continue reading