It’s been over a month two and a half months (I maybe abandoned this post last month) since we came back from our vacation to Portland, Maine, and not a day has gone by that we haven’t talked about it— it was the perfect vacation, the perfect balance of going-and-doing and staying-and-not-doing. What follows are maybe, … Continue reading This Family Vacation
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matins
I woke up more slowly than usual. Mike had already fed Winnie. She brought me a ball in bed, clambering up on top of the bedspread and proudly displayed her new ball-kicking skills into my bedhead. It was a soft ball. We gathered up the day’s supplies (applesauce, clean dress, new stuffed bunny with a … Continue reading matins
Four Ruminations from Winnie on Today’s Lunch
1. Zucchini is the worst because it looks like pickles, but it’s definitely not pickles. It’s so not pickles that I can’t even appreciate how much mom drowned this in butter and zatar like I’m some kind of fancy, fat-deprived baby. 2. The white part of a hard boiled egg bounces when you throw it … Continue reading Four Ruminations from Winnie on Today’s Lunch
A Brooklyn Blackberry Massacre
Tart and slightly sweet, Winnie can’t get enough frozen blackberries. Some might even say she’s gone mad for blackberries, devouring them with such ferocity that it left our kitchen looking a little, uh, Dexter-y? She’s really quite sweet. Really. Really, she is. And such a good eater, too!
Duh-nuh-nuhnuh-nuhnuh-nuhnuh: WINNIE!
On sunny spring days, grown-ups get margaritas and tacos, and Winnie gets a ride in this kickin’ Batman car.
Zero and Three Quarters
Winnie is nine months old (and four days, eleven hours, twelve minutes as I type). She crawls faster than I walk most places. She can pull up on anything, including mom’s giant exercise ball, the corner of dad’s shirt, and anything precarious/unbabyproofed (most things). She makes the tiniest smacking kissy sounds and today gave her … Continue reading Zero and Three Quarters
Winnie Grows Up
Winnie is growing up. She’s growing up and out, around and over, this way and that. Just as when I was pregnant, and my body changed without my direction, relaxing smooth muscle tissue, realigning my spine, increasing my blood volume, Winnie grows exactly as she should, in precisely the right order and amount, every moment … Continue reading Winnie Grows Up
Winnie Led Weaning
Parenting is such a blast. Though I’m still absolutely in love with nursing, creating a safe space for Winnie to explore her first foods has been a thrill. She’s been snatching green leafy veggies off my plate for weeks, so we decided to start letting her sit in on mealtimes, plucking out the baby-friendly bits … Continue reading Winnie Led Weaning
Mobilizing
After some fun playtime on the living room floor this evening, we started to wind down for Winnie’s bedtime routine. When she’s not tired out of her mind, the routine starts around 8 (so that mama can get home and get in a feeding or two before bed!) with a bath, infant massage, Goodnight Moon, … Continue reading Mobilizing
It was four months and three days ago today, little Winnie taught your mom and dad to play
Dearest Babe! Mama owes you so many words upon words upon words. Words about the incredible changes you’ve made in the past weeks, words about your baptism, words about Mama going back to work and the dull ache of being away from you for so many hours at a time. Those words tumble ‘round in … Continue reading It was four months and three days ago today, little Winnie taught your mom and dad to play
This Family Anderson 