We sleep with a fan on. It's not for the breeze (I don't even think it is pointed at the bed), but for the quiet sound it emits. Our son sleeps with a music player shuffling through some hand-picked soft music. I am not sure how all of us got used to sleeping with a little bit of noise, but that's a different post for a different day.…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on March 7, 2014 at 6:11am — No Comments
My husband and I played tag this weekend with our son and niece. Playing tag as an adult is completely different than how you remember it. For starters, a big chunk of the fun is watching children react when they realize you are chasing them: They fall down in fits of giggles, try to direct you to tag someone else and even run toward you just to become "it" next. I also learned that my husband still tries to chase after me, which after…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on March 5, 2014 at 6:14am — No Comments
Last week I posted about not qualifying fathers as "active." I'd like to believe that one day we will drop these adjectives from parental descriptions, so that we will be just "dads" and "moms" and not "active dads" or "working mothers." Especially, as the reality of dads who are involved with their children and moms that work become…Continue
We love books in our household. Before our son was born, my husband and I read each other's books to learn more about one another. And, when our son came along, we immediately started to fill his library with books we could read aloud to him.…Continue
It will start with three jars.
The first jar will be spending money - for candy and small toys that fall into the "want it now" category.
The second jar will be saving money and we'll stick a picture of whatever he is saving up for on the…Continue
My son is a talker. By that, I mean he talks. A lot. A whole lot.
He talks to his family members; he talks to the cat; he talks to himself; he talks to his toys; he talks to strangers (actually, I'm…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 26, 2014 at 6:13am — No Comments
My son has a Mom and a Dad. That's it. That's how I want others to think of us - sans adjectives.
You see, I keep reading articles about "active fathers" and "involved fathers." (This article even points out how insulting one of those terms can be.) The intent of these terms…Continue
I know several parents who have secured social media accounts in their children's names, intending them to be gifts once their children reach the appropriate age.…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 24, 2014 at 6:35am — No Comments
Last week we were all stuck at home due to a lengthy visit from winter storm Pax. (Side note: "Pax" means kiss of peace, which made it one of the most horribly named storms ever.) Since I work for a business that doesn't close due to weather, that meant I was working from home. And my son was home from school. And those two things are not meant to mix.…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 21, 2014 at 6:43am — No Comments
The truth is that it is…Continue
My son is at that awkwardly perfect age where he is honest about other people's appearances. "Look, Mommy! That man is short," or "Why is that woman covered in wrinkles?" or "That person is fat!" have all been uttered by him at a decibel level usually reserved for jackhammers.
We try to mitigate this at home by celebrating people's difference. We focus on the differences…Continue
So, last week, we were watching movies because we were sick. This week, my husband and I are watching movies to help our marriage.
Yeah, that didn't really seem to make sense to me, either.…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 17, 2014 at 6:42am — No Comments
When I was little, every holiday had a mascot. There were the usual suspects (Santa, Easter Bunny), and then there were the ones my mom made up. Like the one for Valentine's Day.…
Added by Lauren Markman on February 14, 2014 at 7:36am — No Comments
I remember the first time my son told me about a bad dream. He looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, "I dreamed there was no milk."
Did I immediately scoop him into my arms and get him some chocolate milk? You bet I did (he was only two)!
Since then, my son has told me about lots of bad dreams.…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 13, 2014 at 7:23am — No Comments
My parents are divorced. I could even describe them as "happily divorced," (if there is such a thing) as they've each found more suitable spouses and rewarding lives away from their first marriage. They divorced more than 20 years ago, and I am sure that at the time, it was difficult and upsetting.
But I wouldn't know for sure, because they were really good about not…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 12, 2014 at 6:59am — No Comments
Growing bodies need room to grow. For my little guy, we moved him straight from his crib to a full-sized bed - skipping the toddler bed/twin bed experience entirely. He loves that all his stuffed animals can fit on the bed with him, and I love that there is room to curl up next to him to read books at night.
I also love that he has plenty of room to wiggle around and…Continue
We are all sick right now. And when we are sick, we rest. My son knows that when he is sick, he gets to stay at home and watch movies. Movie watching keeps him still and calm so he can get the rest he needs to get better.…
Career-wise, I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. (I think we've talked about that before.) Once I dropped ballerina and astronaut off my potential job list, life got a little less interesting. But, I've always known that I wanted to be a mom. And now my life is interesting every day because of my son. I never know what that kid will say…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 5, 2014 at 6:06am — No Comments
If you haven't been paying attention, I love peanut butter. I cannot quite describe my love of peanut butter accurately, but let me just say that if I was positive my husband wouldn't look at me funny, I would eat it straight from the jar with a spoon in front of him. (I may or may not have done this outside of his eyesight; I'm not…Continue
Added by Lauren Markman on February 4, 2014 at 6:26am — No Comments