Near and dear to my heart
The scene: the whole family is sprawled in the master bed this morning. I’m still groggy and not quite awake. Hazel has a toothbrush in her mouth and I tell her to be careful so she doesn’t ram it down her throat as she rolls around the bed. Hazel responds: …
Gus is getting chubbier by the day. He’s no longer a little nerf football. Now he’s more like a grunting little piglet. By Aline’s unofficial weigh in, he’s somewhere between 9 and 10 lbs. For the most part, he’s a good baby. Only cries when s he’s hungry or wet. …
Let it be known that my two-year-old daughter cheats at Connect Four. The nerve.
Our friend Sheridan gave us the book Z is for Zamboni as a Christmas present. Hazel is now a big fan of the Zamboni, Bobby Hull and Orr, the referee and especially the penalty box when we reach the letter T and point out that breaking the rules results in someone sitting in the timeout box . . .
