Five is… I’m not even sure what 5 is yet – Cole has only been 5 years old for a week, and we’re still getting used to it around here. I can tell you what 5 is NOT. Five is NOT a baby anymore. Five is a definite sign that … Continue reading
Cole turns 5 in less than 2 weeks, which I can’t even process right now. (FIVE? What?!) This past weekend, we had his birthday party – a little tamed down version… First off, I totally messed up and did not book a park in time. Given the size of Cole’s … Continue reading
I run with a pretty crunchy, granola crowd. We practice (mostly) attachment parenting, and my circle is populated with cloth-diapering, babywearing, active, outspoken moms. Who breastfeed. Which is great, and I applaud their investment of time and energy. I *know* breastfeeding is Not Easy. I’m pretty sure I have a little PTSD … Continue reading
