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Monthly Archives: November 2011
Fa la ga ga ga
As an adult, I’m sadly into Christmas. I decorate. I’ve always been the (freak) one with cards addressed and in the mail the day after Thanksgiving, sending out piles and piles of them. I’ve always loved “playing Santa,” whether it … Continue reading
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Tagged Christmas, Christmas cards, inflatable, Yo Gabba Gabba
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It was the breast of times, it was the worst of times….
Children have no sense of boundaries whatsoever. They don’t know that most of us (even parents) have some amount of personal space that we feel entitled to from time to time, or that some body parts just aren’t made for … Continue reading
The Call of the Child
In the world of kid-dom, you quickly invent your own working language and jargon. For instance, what do/will you call the pacifier? “Pacifier” doesn’t exactly roll of the tongue. We seem to have adopted “nu-nu,” perhaps because that’s what Stella’s … Continue reading
A Tree Gross in Brooklyn
Kids are gross. I remember Stella’s nanny telling me that a while back. I kind of agreed but I don’t think I really “got it” until recently. They certainly have no awareness of germs, hygiene, or cleanliness. You can’t blame … Continue reading
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Tagged chew, couch, germs, Shroud of Turin, snot, spit, The Fly
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Bellow Yellow
Kids have their own idea about what = fun. Case in point, birthdays or Christmases where kids find more enjoyment in the boxes than in the toys those boxes contain. We’re not quite there with Stella, but there are some … Continue reading
Must Sea TV
My unintentional research into the wonderful world of children’s programming continues. While we watch all kinds of stuff, the Bubble Guppies still reign supreme over here. As many of you know, Nickelodeon went about 5 months without putting out a … Continue reading
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Tagged Bubble Guppies, Bubble Puppy, Children of the Corn, episodes, Halloween, Molly, Mr. Grouper, Nickelodeon, Occupy
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It’s the late pumpkin
I always thought time passed quickly before I had a kid. Now, it moves at warp speed. Seems like just yesterday I posted my last blog, but I see that it’s been a while. I shall try to do better … Continue reading
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Tagged germs, Halloween, iron lung, snickers, Tele-tubbies, trick or treating
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