Status! (Or the cover sheet to my TPS report)

One of my old bosses used to have me write a “status report” every Friday, which presumably told him what I had been doing for the past week besides playing solitare (this was before the web was available at work). The only good thing about it was that it forced me to think about my …

The Wednesday Schill I’m not much of a gadget guy – I do have a Palm Pilot, but it’s a 2001 model. When I broke it last year I didn’t upgrade, I just went to Ebay and bought the exact same model (even though it hadn’t been made in 2 years). My international colleagues mock …

Fear No Apple Yesterday we took Sophie out to that special place called, the apple orchard. That’s the place where you get to walk through a muddy field covered with rotten apples, grabbing them from the tree (denying a migrant worker a good job), and, after sampling several, putting the least mealy ones in your …

Who’s your papa? One of the things which continues to fascinate me about Maggie is how different she is from Sophie. I feel like we’re living a version of “nuture vs nature”, and I’m starting to come down on the side of nature. We thought we were ready for what to expect with Maggie, since …

Happy Birthday Sophie! Today was Sophie’s birthday, and as you can see, she looks pretty regal when she’s celebrating! This is the first time that I’m writing a birthday piece, so I wasn’t exactly sure what to write. Then, while looking at other blogs, I found a great idea to steal….I mean to inspire me. …

Funky Food Before I was a parent I heard about toddler food habits. Kids eating only chicken fingers for weeks at a time. The Cheerios and air diet. Hanging on the boob until the age of 12 (OK, I made that one up). I was still surprised by what Sophie eats. Here’s the key essentials …

A Day in the Life of Sophie Sunshine (Part 1)This is a day in the life of Sophie Sunshine. Since Maggie is the newest member, I wanted to do a day in her life, but it consists pretty much of the following: crying, eating, pooping, eating, crying, sleeping, pooping, eating. Repeat. 5:30AM – The birds …

Am I Daddy or Big Brother? In the beginning, sleeping in caves, babies slept next to their parents, and the parents were able to ensure that they were warm and alive. Did the parents sleep? No, but they lived in caves. Expectations were pretty low. Then came houses, and these houses had rooms. This meant …

Ding-Dong, the car is dead We finally traded in Betsy’s car. She bought that car coming out of college, and in the 13 years she had it, she put maybe 75,000 miles on it. This car was held together with duct tape and fix-a-flat, and while that was good enough for me, we thought it …