My parents got her a Shoenhut Fancy Baby Grand (bright red!) for Hannukah. So, the above scene is pretty much standard morning stuff around here now. Her two best pieces? Old McDonald (she sings and plays the E-I-E-I-O part over and over) and ever-moving Theme from Elmo’s World. Oh, which reminds me ~ have you guys seen Melody Street? My… Read more →
Category: Delilah
Delilah Georgie Puddin’ Pie
Delilah and Lalo, sitting in a tree. Kind of. Nose is close enough-ish. {photo courtesy of Mama Ari.} Read more →
You win some, you lose some.
I think I might be winning this one. Read more →
Valentine Rewind
Two years ago today, I peed on generic brand pregnancy test and it came up positive. This is what I posted to my (then brand new) blog while waiting for Scott to return home: Mustaches for Valentine – Originally published Feb 14, 2009. Scott and I will be celebrating our first deca-dating-versary on Feb 19th (that’s 10 years together.) [Note:… Read more →
She’s a Lady
Photo courtesy of Scott. Henry the Hippo courtesy of Uncle Eric. ______________________________________ Stuff I wrote elsewhere this week: You have to check out the work of Erika Iris Simmons. She makes incredible art with recycled analog tape, the guts of an exploded baseball…and a lot of other crazy things. I posted about her on Cargoh, along with being jealous of… Read more →
Holidaaaay. Celebraaate.
I took exactly 0 pictures on Christmas Eve. Luckily, my sis-in-law is a much better historian than me, so I snaked the above photos of my tiny little reindeer from her awesome site. Also? Here’s what was going on in the x-mas morning aftermath at our house — Hope you all had a wonderful holiday. Ours has been pretty lovely.… Read more →
I swear I am totally Jewish.
But as a Jew, I was deprived of tree trimming for 26 long years until I married Scott and was forced, completely against my will, to get a tree of my own. And who says Jews can’t enjoy a little egg nog and New Kids On The Block every once in a while? I mean, let’s face it ~ we… Read more →
Heaven is a Place On Earth.
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. Read more →
DeeDee bit my nose.
Dudes, seriously ~ can you see that? That red mark at the end of the arrow? Those are my child’s teeth marks on my face from where she sank her fangs into my flesh while laughing like a maniac. What started as a giggle fest on the kitchen floor, quickly a took a turn for the torturous as she clamped… Read more →
How they’re hangin’.
I know. I know. It’s what makes me a crappy blogger. I totally went on and on and on and poured my heart out about my feelings and fears on finally starting the weaning process after a year of breastfeeding, and then I never came back to tell you how it went. If Delilah were attending Boobie-Juice Anonymous meetings, she’d… Read more →