Dee’s first birthday is less than three months away and I’m starting to contemplate what I’d like to do to celebrate. I guess I should probably consult Scott at some point, since she’s 50% his to shower with love and affection {Shanny, if you’re reading this, let’s talk about that, okay?} but I promised Eva that she could select the… Read more →
Category: Delilah
Dee’s Room – 6:30am
We’re into building forts now. It’s our new “thing.” Actually, what “we’re into” is seeing the sunrise. Every.freaking.day. From the hours of 7:30pm to 5:30am Dee is sleeping like a champ. But come 5:30? HELLO! GOOD MORNING! PUT A BOOBIE IN MY MOUTH, MAKE THAT CRAZY SHADE THING GO BOING! AND LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED, LADY! {The entire eastern… Read more →
The Girl Can’t Help It
We just can’t seem to coax that bottom lip out. Read more →
Little Charo
Yes, our preferred method of baby proofing IS piling pillows and blankets around the corners of furniture…why do you ask? [edit: I’ve gotten quite a few emails (and a couple tweets) asking where we got Dee’s playmat – It’s the Skip Hop Play Spot and it can be found HERE.] Read more →
The Science of Sleep
One morning last week, I woke up around 6:45 – like I do every morning, fed Dee – like I do every morning, then snuck out of bed leaving my sleeping baby to snuggle with her Daddy for an hour or so while I got the day started…like I do every morning. So imagine my surprise when not ten minutes… Read more →
Loves of My Life.
I’d be lost without you. Read more →
One Hundred and Eighty One Days
Six months. It’s been six months since I gave birth to the most amazing little human being I’ve ever met. So without further ado, I give you: Enter Delilah: Part I. (That’s right. There are parts.) It’s Wednesday October 7th, 2009. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and I have my 39 week appointment with my… Read more →
Boys of Summer
So on Saturday, Scott, Dee and I headed out to Elysian Park for a little pre-season freeway series, and also, Dee’s first visit to Dodger Stadium, which was very exciting [for Scott and I. Dee slept through most of it.] Dodgers vs. Angels. An LA baseball fan’s dream (I’ll pause here for the requisite jokes about LA Fans showing up… Read more →
The EastOver Bunny
I’m just gonna go ahead and let my inner Jewish child come out and say it: “How come all the stuff for Easter is so much cuter than all the stuff for Passover?” Because while Dee enjoyed her plush bag of Plagues, and the adorable Matzoh-Bib Grandma Margie got for her (pictured, right) the image of an infant using a… Read more →
Some like it hot. Some don’t.
Usually (despite the wee-hours-of-the-morning battles that have become a ritual in this house) bed time is fairly painless for Dee. Darkness, Uncle Alex’s lullaby’s, and nursing are her cryptonite, and she’s usually out in a matter of minutes. Occasionally, if her gums are bothering her, or she’s having a bad poo, or she’s got the gas (sorry future Dee,… Read more →