Anything But The Toy

Nola has fallen in love with cardboard. Specifically, a box that once held gluten-free breakfast bars and the sleeve from any and all Starbucks cups. Toys have their place, for sure. She is a huge fan of anything that spins, crinkles or has ridges that poke and massage her gums. But for the most part, [...]

There’s Something About Marcy

I was sitting with Nola, she was sitting in the Baby Bjorn, and I called our dog, Marcy, over to see us. The amazing moment that follows doesn’t even include the first 90 seconds of Nola’s hysteria. I’m not quite sure what it was that was tickling her funny bone, but I’m pretty sure it [...]

Toothsome

I just spent the last 45 minutes trying to console an inconsolable baby. Nola has never cried for more than 10 minutes consecutive and I was ill-prepared to deal with her pathetic-yet-feisty bout with The Anger. Now she’’s asleep in my arms, still huffing and puffing in her sleep, Faux-crying even in rest all in [...]

Musings On An Avalanche

Over the course of the last two weeks, I have published two syndicated magazines, served as a groomsman for my band mates’ wedding, taken my friend, Cheryl, to the U2 concert at Soldier Field for her birthday, sat through more than 10 hours of intense meetings and stayed up past 2AM five times. There [...]

My Daughter Is the Next Aretha Franklin

(This is one of the busiest weeks of my work year - I will write an actual post again soon. I promise.)

Cooking With Baby

Help! My Zombie Baby Is Trying To Eat My Knuckles

Our pediatrician told me it was imperative that I get a flu shot, not only because I am in charge of an infant during the day, but because I have asthma, which can worsen if the flu is contracted. Since she told me this two weeks ago, I’ve been anxious to get it done, but [...]

How Do You Spell Relief? N-O-P-U-K-E

On Monday evening during the Venus Williams match/near meltdown, it dawned on me that it could be the brown rice cereal. Every weekend, Nola goes a few days without touching a bottle and, therefore, doesn’t have an opportunity to eat the tablespoon of cereal that goes in her bottle starting Monday morning. Trust me, I [...]