This morning Henry and I read Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel, a picture book about Mike and his cherry red steam shovel, Mary Anne. Er, now that I’ve established the obvious, let me add that the feminist in me thinks it’s really cool that the steam shovel who can “dig as much in […]
Wouldn’t you know that as soon as I made the announcement about the anticipated arrival of the baby bird, some snaggle-toothed link in the food chain would come and steal that little egg right out of its nest. I was so sad this morning, when I went out to perform my daily distant peek-in […]
My friend, Danielle, recently wrote a darling “Memo” about the wonderfulness that is her husband, Trav. (You can read it here.) I loved the concept; kind of like a happy post only limited to happiness that’s husband realted. If you’ll allow me a personal indulgence, here are a few things I really like about Nate:
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