Your kids are gorgeous! I’m the eldest of four, so I was the one who did the tormenting. My sister is always coming up with new and ever more embarassing stories about the cruel things I did to her. She swears that once I told her she smelled like a taco. It scarred her for life, and gave her a deodorant obsession. Poor girl.

Your kids are beautiful! It must be such a pleasure to look at them and think “I did that” (on a good day, LOL).

When my youngest was a baby, like ages 1-2 or so, she called me “mama” AND she also called my husband “mama.” It was so funny! She would reach up those little arms to him and say “Mama! Mama!” Onlookers would always stare, but my feminist soul was always kind of proud that she was so egalitarian! It was almost a sad day when she learned to call him “Daddy.”

Happy Belated Mother’s Day!

I also love kids in books. I started a thread at EB/JQ’s BB in the BBer’s Recommends post regarding some of my favorites and it’s nowhere near complete. I think kids add such a great dimension to a story. If the author uses them properly they can be a really great tool to showcase different characteristics of the H/H we wouldn’t be privvy to otherwise.

Glad you enjoyed their childhood. I’m watching my youngest suck up water off his water table and then spit it at his brother. . .yuck, yuck, yuck.

Plus we’re in the midst of potty training him. . .bet you don’t miss THOSE days!

What a beautiful family.

I’m one day late — but Mother’s Day should really be celebrated everyday.

My mom once told me that she thought that as a child, I talked to dead people. *shrugging shoulders* The weird thing is that my siblings agree. I don’t know if it’s a conspiracy but com’n — talk to dead people? Sheez!

And “nap time” is what keeps my sanity. And heavens nod to me — that all is well. Atleast, while they’re sleeping.

I.G.

Tessa, that story is too cute – sounds like she’s inherited her mother’s knack for wordplay!