It’s been five weeks since I parted ways with my husband in Baltimore. He headed off to Quantico with a garment bag full of missionary suits and an assortment of cheap Ikea dorm room accoutrements. I boarded a flight back to Phoenix (and was waylaid by a flight cancellation in Chicago, where I cursed at  Read more »

You may recall that Brady loves garbage trucks, and his interest obsession grows with each passing day. God forbid a neighbor neglect to bring their trash can in, because we’ll be subjected to incessant whining all day long: “Gar-gar? Gar-gar? Can? Blue can? Gar-gar?! GAR-GAR?!?” After being forced to endure way too many viewings of  Read more »

Asher came over today and introduced his pal Ian to Yo Gabba Gabba. (How else are Jax and I supposed to get any crafting done?)

Over the past couple weeks, I’ve been laying low in blogland for assorted reasons, such as: My birthday. When it comes to a choice between blogging and food, food will triumph…and my birthday was all about food. I love baking and I love cupcakes, so I spent the morning of my birthday making these delicious  Read more »

Ian is a happy baby with angry, angry skin. You know how most babies have that sweet smell of Baby Magic lotion or baby powder or Johnson’s baby shampoo? Ian smells like none of these things, because he can only tolerate uber-hypoallergenic products. (Note to parents with sensitive kids: California Baby Super Sensitive products may  Read more »