Emma’s Words to Live By

E on train

Hi there.  Emma again.  I understand that my guest posts on Mommy’s blog have earned me some loyal fans.  (Is the word “minions” appropriate yet?  Too soon?) So to all of you out there: THANK YOU for showing me the love. Kiss kiss.

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Playing Games

chess

A few months ago, I was up in the attic with my four-and-a-half-year-old Jacob and my husband Dan.  Jacob found a bag full of chess pieces on the shelf.

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Night, night

Jacob as a newborn trying out sleeping.  (He soon decided he didn't like it.)

Jacob as a newborn trying out sleeping. (He soon decided he didn’t like it.)

You know how you tuck your kid into bed, say “good night” and then walk out the door?  Me either.  How did the process of getting a child into a bed become a 45-minute ritual requiring an intermission and a concession stand?  We are simply no match for our children– two stall-master-black-belts who suddenly find Mommy and Daddy RIVETING just before bedtime.  (Send.  Help.)  Here’s how it breaks down . . .

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