Monthly Archives: September 2015

In which we take a preschooler, two toddlers, and an infant to Disney World

“Brave” was the adjective most utilized when we shared our pictures from the trip. “Crazy” was the adjective used by my husband when I asked him if he thought it would be feasible to take Ruth to Disney World for her fourth birthday. So, I let it lie. But right before our annual trip to Florida to visit Scott’s family near Orlando, I got in touch with our dear friend (who lived next door to us when we were in law school) who works at Disney and asked him whether he thought I was out of my mind to hope to take Ruth to Disney. “Not at all!”, he responded. “Head on over, and we’ll take care of you.” read more

The Post of Ruth

Ah, Ruthie, Rutabega, Rue, Ruey, Baby Ruth, The Rue, Rue Baby. Rose calls her “Roofie” and our housekeeper from Guatemala calls her “Rudy.” An entire post can barely contain her, but I will sure as heck try.

  
She has always been precocious, but she was our first child, so we didn’t notice. She never ceases to amaze me with her memory and her observations on life. She turns 4 on Saturday (waaahhhhh!), and she keeps asking for a bouncy house like she had last year. Except this year she wants a “Frozen” bouncy house instead of an Ariel bouncy house like last year. I haven’t had the heart to tell her that this year we will be out of town visiting relatives, so a bouncy house most probably isn’t in her future.  read more

What we can learn about social etiquette from a baby 

Hi there! Baby Rhea here. My mom didn’t call me “Baby Lady” for nothing. I am a master at proper social etiquette. How else do you think I can wake my parents up several times a night (regrettable, but necessary to maintain my impressive corpulence) and still have them eating out of the palm of my hand the next day?

  
If you follow my simple rules of etiquette, I guarantee you will brighten the lives of all those around you.  I have perfected this art to such a degree that people seem to light up the second I enter the room! I can even have an off day and feel kind of grumpy, and people will still giggle at my grump face. Exasperating, but a burden I must bear. Anyhoo, I will outline my rules below. read more

Labor Day Weekend with a side of Agony

Hello, dear readers! I hope both of you had a lovely Labor Day Weekend. We had an interesting one.

   
We spent most of the weekend with my parents, which was exceedingly enjoyable. I’m sure they were getting real tired of us, but hey, if you offer us a meal (or six), we are not going to turn it down. It was like that scene in “Winnie the Pooh,” where Rabbit half-heartedly invites Pooh to stay for lunch purely as a matter of form, and much to Rabbit’s dismay, Pooh accepts and eats Rabbit out of house and home. That’s what you get for being polite!  read more

Everything’s Coming Up Rosie

Her chubby baby rolls have transformed into solid toddler limbs, but she will always be my roly-poly Rosa bear. The child is only 2, and she is wearing size 5T. And yet, it seems like she is constantly turning her nose up at meals. She is the most stubborn little big girl. I dedicate this post to my Rosie girl.

  
That is her favorite dress. She requests the “anchor dress” every day. And when I tell her it is dirty, she informs me that I need to go ahead and clean it. The dress is only a size 3T, so it is a little snug on her. But it seems to bring her so much joy, I cannot bring myself to telling her she can’t wear it any more. Here is the famous anchor dress on her a year ago: read more