Revelry Reverie

How to cause panic in a quiet house

Last night I put the twins to sleep and came downstairs to meet Bob for some Paper Mario and a glass of wine. When I got to the kitchen, everything was still and quiet. I knew Bob wasn’t upstairs, and he apparently wasn’t downstairs, either. On the counter was a note, scrawled on the back…

April 3, 2013
Easter with my two little grown-ups

April 1, 2013
Typical Wednesday

Someone got an (unfortunate) trim, courtesy of someone who shall go unnamed (but who is also me). It’s lovely to see his little face! Someone else is practicing the opening monologue from Richard III. (I think?)

March 7, 2013
My little learner

When Henry is left to his own devices and things get a little too quiet… I catch him red-handed, translating a little Latin. But he quickly moves on to Sartre. As one does.

March 1, 2013
And then there were two

My little rockers. Dad made Eleanor a rocking chair as well.

February 11, 2013
Henry gets a rocking chair

Henry really likes to rock. So my dad made him a rocking chair.

February 6, 2013
This one really cute thing

So I was lying on the floor in the kitchen, as parents of toddlers are wont to do, and Henry came up and sat down beside me. He touched his finger to my nose and giggled. That made me laugh, so we got caught in a temporary loop of doing that. He’s trying out this…

January 18, 2013
Changes

November was a crazy month for us. On November 1, the twins turned one! On November 14, we flew with the twins to California, and took them to Disneyland for the first time on November 17. Also on November 17, I quit my job and accepted an offer to go to work with the amazing…

December 3, 2012
The skies are friendly!

I’m pleased to report that the skies are, indeed, friendly. On both our flights yesterday, Bob and I were seated across the aisle from each other. He had Eleanor as a lap child and I ministered to Henry in his car seat. The seat next to Bob was empty both flights. On the first flight,…

November 15, 2012
The friendly skies. Well, the skies, anyway.

I’ve been flying for a very long time. My first passport was issued when I was 9 months old. I’ve flown in the now non-existent Business Class and I’ve flown in back “with the pigs and the chickens,” as my parents fondly call it (they fly economy, too). Side note: Business Class really is way,…

November 13, 2012