My son is two years old or, in the jaw-clenching vernacular of uber-parents, he’s twenty-four months old. Before having kids I vowed only to count a child’s age in months until they were old enough to count it in years. …
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Now We Are Six
Birthday mania is sweeping our household like a pandemic flu. No, that’s not right. Like a…zombie apocalypse. Better. Regular rules are crumbling before the leviathan of BIRTHDAY. Presents are opened early, sugar is consumed, it’s all topsy-turvy up in this…
Today We are Five
Well, that went by quick. My girl went from a nothing to a crying pink thing to a smiling baby to a toddler, walker, runner, and now, a little girl. Now she’s a force of nature, a beautiful wild person,…
Marbaugh’s Birthday
First the answer then the question. Question: Why is Toddler Harbat so quiet after breakfast? When I’d showered and dressed I came into the kitchen and found the above scene. When I asked TH what she was doing, the answer…
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Birthday Girl
Roughly once per day for the last few months Toddler Harbat has asked about her birthday. Each time we asked about a theme, it varied from “Pony Princess” to “Princess Pony”. No way was I dressing up in a full-sized…
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Banneton
I know, you’re thinking of that weird European store with the asexual models, but I’m talking about bread proofing baskets. These have been on my wish list for a long time but have always been something of a luxury. Sure,…
Weekend of Celebration
Baby Harbat turned two this weekend! All week she was ready for the big event, singing “Happy birthday” to herself and talking about cake and presents. On Friday afternoon she yelled for me to come into the laundry room. “Sit…
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The Whole Birthday Thing
I’ve been put in charge of arranging Baby Harbat’s birthday party this year. So says the wife, who doesn’t “do the whole birthday party thing.” Great, I think, I’ll get some basic decorations, set up games, do some cake or…
