Month: May 2014

  • “Dreams” – Convos With My 2-Year-Old

    “Dreams” – Convos With My 2-Year-Old

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    I have never been one to put much stock in dreams. Some are good, some are bad, some are freaking weird. As a kid, I remember one reoccurring dream and it always happened after we returned home from traveling. The specifics are irrelevant, but it always involved me in some world with HUGE pieces of…

  • Mama Speaks #5

    Mama Speaks #5

    Baby, baby, don’t ever kiss like that. Babies are naturally curious. I mean, you would be too if everything you saw, smelled, touched, and ate was for the first time. Everything goes into Isabel’s mouth. And I mean everything. She has licked the floor, the couch, the chair, and now just starts sticking her tongue…

  • Kid Predicament

    Kid Predicament

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    Back when we were kids, “liking” was kid-speak for “I want them to be my boyfriend/girlfriend” (whatever that means for a kid). Personally, I was always a one-girl kind of dude. Liking multiple people felt like cheating. I mean, how can you like multiple people? Then, there was the emotional roller coaster of being liked by…

  • 7 Month Update

    7 Month Update

    Alright, alright, I know this update is super late seeing as how she is 8 months old today, but I had five papers and a final to study for during early May. I remember one of the most important things to remember when holding Isabel as a baby was making sure her big noggin didn’t…

  • “Mix” – Convos With My 2-Year-Old

    “Mix” – Convos With My 2-Year-Old

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    Baking time on Convos With My 2-Year-Old! I’m very fortunate to be married to a women who loves being in the kitchen cooking and baking (well, maybe not the “being in the kitchen” part), and she’s fantastic at it! Name something and she can make it (or she’ll jump on Pinterest and find a killer recipe).…

  • “The Day After Tomorrow” – Convos With My 2-Year-Old

    “The Day After Tomorrow” – Convos With My 2-Year-Old

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    Another episode of Convos With My 2-Year-Old has landed, and holy crap, I’m scared already. I’ve already mentioned my fear of the never-ending “Why?” But this, this is on another level entirely. I think I actually started losing track of what day it was (either that or I’m just counting the hours until the semester is…