A couple nights after Quinn’s last proclamation we were at the dinner table again and he very intentionally said, “Oh my God.” And then waited for the reaction.
Thor and I exchanged glances and I replied, “Why did you say that Quinny? The other night you told us it was a mean thing to say”.
“Well it’s [...]

So out of the blue at the dinner table last week Quinn informed me, “Saying ‘Oh my God’ is not nice. It’s a mean thing to say. It’s mean to Jesus.” Okay.
The next night a friend informed me that in missing the Flaming Lips show the previous week I also missed them doing their rendition [...]

Bottom line: He loved it, didn’t want to leave when we picked him up and is excited to go back tomorrow. We can’t really ask for more than that!

Tomorrow is Quinn’s first day at his new school. Thor and I actually got a jumpstart by attending their big annual auction fundraiser on Friday night. The welcome we received from the other parents from Quinn’s class was incredibly warm and quite surprising. And it was a fun party to boot. We heard from several [...]

Well, we may be sofa-less but it meant Quinn could take over the living room with his railroad track. (And yes, that is “Thomas and the Magic Railroad” on in the background. If your child has not yet discovered this movie, do EVERYTHING in your power to protect them — and yourselves — from it. [...]

So for the past 2 years we’ve borrowed Thor’s parents sofa while they lived in a house that did not accomodate it. It is a big cushy comfy sectional sofa with soft down pillows and lots of stretching-out space. Though visually, it’s not quite our aesthetic, for people with an affinity for television and lounging [...]

We have a problem with poop in our household. Or should I say, lack there of. Quinn is interminably constipated. For this I have regularly given him prunes — which we lovingly call “dried plums”.
Quinn has come to make a direct association between eating dried plums and his ability to poop. And by direct, I [...]

When Quinn & I debate over whether or not he’s had enough to eat he asks me to listen to his tummy. And I can pretty much have his tummy say anything and he’ll do it.
For instance, he asked for a banana after dinner the other night. So I gave him one. He ate a [...]

I got home about an hour before Thor and started prepping dinner. Thor comes home and I immediately hand him a platter of red peppers, artichokes and turkey burgers to throw on the grill. I tell Quinn, who’s whining about wanting a snack, “Why don’t you go outside and play while Daddy grills the food?”
He [...]

Last night was Quinn’s first night without “Pull-ups”. He only wears them at night and hasn’t peed in them in ages, but I’ve been reluctant to stop using them. I keep meaning to get a waterproof pad for his bed first but, like replacing the bulb that’s been burned out in my bathroom for the [...]