I have the luxury of spying on the bun. I can actually say that it’s in his best interest at this point, and he won’t accuse me of not trusting him or invading his privacy.* …

Dear Bun,
LET GO OF MY LEG! Just for a minute or two. Just long enough for me to keep this scorching hot pan from sailing down on your head or at least long enough …

Back before I joined the club with the lowest standards for membership (“Just forget to wear your rubbers!”), I used to go out socially once in a while.
One night a few years ago, we went …

We had a full length mirror once, but when we rearranged the house to accommodate the bun we lost all our wall space. We always intended to put it back up, but days passed, then …

The bun and I were playing on the sofa in front of the living room window when I looked at him and realized, “He’s my son.” While it seems utterly absurd that I would stumble …

We got the bun a Fisher-Price zoo* for his birthday, complete with lion, seal, polar bear, elephant, a monkey who jumps up and down and a freakishly large blue bird which whistles “Hail to the …

You might think that your first kiss as a gangly teen, laden with awkward intensity, ghastly overwrought emotion, and no small dosage of hormone poisoning, is the most important kiss in your life but you’d …

The bun’s first birthday has come and gone, and it was full of loveliness. Now I’m sick as a dog (hence the absence) and trying to come up with something pithy to say about it.
We …

We’ve been waiting for the moment so long that I almost missed it once it came. That’s how casual the bun was about it. One minute he’s standing there behind his wagon, the next he’s …

Like Pee-Wee’s Fun House, the bun has a word of the day which invariably sends him into paroxysms of laughter. The tricky part is figuring out what the word is.
We first discovered this phenomenon when …

This baby thing is still pretty new to me, and I’m often surprised at the little things I discover (or re-discover) that will make our lives easier or more fun.
Case in point: it took me …

This time last year, January 6th, my husband and I were trapped in the house. We were buried behind a foot of snow and ice, which day after day kept thawing and re-freezing following weather …

I came home the other night to my husband holding a wriggling bun and laughing with mirthful confusion. “He was just taking off his clothes when I was feeding him. Has he ever done that …

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.–Shakespeare
There are few ways of expressing the depth of emotion one feels about their tot without sounding cliche. Everything seems forced or melodramatic, but somehow still doesn’t …