I’m sure everyone has a different idea of what sleeping through the night means, but for us, a 6 hour stretch means we’ve made it through the woods. It means only one feeding at night. It means getting up only ONCE at night. Last night Tegan did it. Six hours straight. Let the hallelujahs begin!
After all the wrangling that goes into naming the child, once she’s here it becomes fun to start calling her other cute little names. Here’s mine thus far: Grunter – because of the predominant sound that emanates from her Squaker – for the tetradactyl like sounds she makes Baby – As in, ‘Hey Baby, why are you fussing… or […]
I have never owned my own TV. Ok, so that either makes me an unsophisticated yokel, or a crazy, spittle ridden anti-television crusader guy, right?. Well, maybe. But between us, Kari and I have four computers. We often rent TV series on Netflix. I think the Office is pretty dang funny. And what would Sunday’s […]
