Almost two years after visiting the Quail Botanical Gardens with little Child Harbat, we went back with bigger Child Harbat and The Boy, AKA Number Two. The gardens are just as delightful and the now with one child slightly larger…
Almost two years after visiting the Quail Botanical Gardens with little Child Harbat, we went back with bigger Child Harbat and The Boy, AKA Number Two. The gardens are just as delightful and the now with one child slightly larger…
Each one of these Odes involves a fair amount of research, reminding me how long I’ve been doing this. What part am I on again? Have I really written about this five times already? Ahh, but this isn’t about the…
It’s cold and flu season, a phrase that chills me as much as the ‘Back To School!’ banners happily strung up in stores in mid-July. One of the many admonishments from health officials is to always wash our hands. I’m…
When it’s 95 degrees and zero humidity this summer, when the sun beats down like a hot sheet of iron on your unprotected head, when every cell in your body aches for cool and water, I’ll look at this picture…
Question: What happens when big sister is tasked with washing Number Two’s hair? Answer: Once it is determined that the boy is actually a life-sized troll doll, many exciting hairstyles can be made. After his initial shock at such a…
I’ve always been entranced by the idea of growing your own fruit. Maybe it’s from growing up with gardens that supplied either herbs, a few undersized tomatoes, or large leafy greens that everyone admired before quietly transferring them to the…
It was an interesting morning routine. My wife is starting a new job and the plan was to commute together. This means the children must be dressed, fed, supplied, and ready to go by 7:15. On paper this was possible,…
Personality emerges very early in a child’s life. As the whipcurl of a new bean sprout will differ from that of a tomato or pumpkin seedling, so too will the temperament of a child be visible. For his part, Number…
It’s a new year, another chance to learn from my mistakes and follow the travails of a parent, baker, husband, and home improvement buffoon. This holiday season was a study in sloth. I found new ways to eat horrifying amounts…