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Not-Ever-Still Life with Girls
http://noteverstill.blogspot.com
I began this blog about our family life to remember all the funny stories, avoid forgetting the hard parts, and keep the grandparents and extended relatives entertained. I'm Not-Ever-Still (now known as NES), married to M, mom to two girls: E, born January 2006, and L, born December 2007. E has been a handful from day one and L is thus far her mellow counterpoint. But parenting them does not ever include a lot of sitting around! M holds a high-powered fancy downtown job, and keeps the appropriate hours that go with it and his Blackberry. I have a much cozier (read: less insanely demanding) position with the federal government. I love a good story. This might not always be one, but it's ours.
- Added on: Jul 29th, 2008
- Country: United States
- Language: English
Recent Posts
The festival of lights
In speech as well as in physical space they never stop moving. She wants and she said and she needs and she wants and Mama, listen! and she took and she won't hold my hand and where is my? from the moment I am seen in daycare through packing their ba...
The third coming
I had another OB appointment today; I have another sonogram in two weeks. He's big enough to change my abdomen from a watermelon to a pyramid to the surface parabola of waves crashing at high tide.His clothes are sorted. His room is painted and the f...
Portrait of...me
E got some new Play-Doh for Chanukah. She modeled my face.Aren't I pretty?...
The great birthday weekend extravaganza recap
On Friday we power-surged through both L's birthday and the first night of Chanukah, such that by the time we neared the end of the gift-wrapping overload, L never even opened her last three gifts. She was done. She was satisfied with what she had. S...
By the book
L's favorite book is Who's Hiding? We've read it every day since she got it nearly a year ago.It opens to a page of animals, and then every subsequent page asks 'who's hiding?' or 'who's crying?' or 'who has horns?'She has the book memorized. She'll ...
Two morrow
Tomorrow you will be two. You will wake up and call for your Daddy and let us know that you’re hungry, that you want to go downstairs, that slow wakes and morning snuggles are for wusses; let’s get this party started! You will say two hundred tim...
