Share and Share Alike

We are talking quite about the spirit of sharing these days.  Not only to keep the peace at home -- which is important -- but also because it's the Season of Sharing, right?  It's the time when we Do for Others, yes? LittleMan says, "I love Christmas.  It's my favorite holiday." I say, "Because of the peace, love, and joy?" "Because of the TOYS, Mommy!" "OH!  The toys, of course.  I thought it was because of the lights and the music and the foresty smell of the tree in the livingroom." "I like all those things, Mommy.  But I really like the toys too.  I want ALL the toys."At this ... [READ MORE]


Speed is relative.  I, for one, feel that the Christmas season has come upon us suddenly, with the holiday itself approaching at a ferocious pace, leaving me little time to prepare.  LittleMan, on the other hand, is mired in that special December quicksand reserved only for small children, wherein he wants nothing more than to sprint straight to the morning of the 25th, while all the dull grown-ups hold up the party. "Is it after this day?" he asks every morning.  In the peculiar syntax he has developed, "after this day" means "tomorrow."  So while yes, Christmas is, in fact, after this ... [READ MORE]

Laundry List

Here is a true story: it is approaching 11pm on a Friday night during the Christmas season.  I am nursing a (very weak) eggnog and brandy, listening to my dad's "Chrismix Vol. II" on the CD player, basking in the glow of the tree...and folding three loads of laundry...and blogging about it. Here is another true story: it has been over a month since my last post.  This is a new low.  And believe me, I've written a hundred blog posts in my head.  But there is simply NO TIME (as evidenced by the scene described above) to get them into the laptop.  Such is life. To give credit where credit ... [READ MORE]

All Good Things…

Did you ever see that Friends episode where Joey and Chandler's TV gets stuck on the porn channel?  Not to ruin the plot if you haven't, but the upshot is that they love it, until they realize all that porn is warping their sense of reality. Babyman appears to be experiencing a similar struggle surrounding the end of the Christmas season.  The past month has totally messed with his expectations: he wakes in the morning expecting chocolate at the breakfast table (the inevitable Advent calendar hangover); he studies every piece of mail, every package, and every decorative store display before ... [READ MORE]