“Mommy, when I grow up, you can come visit me where I live in space. You can get blasters on my motor bike then you could use it to come visit, and daddy can, too.” I don’t know what came over me but I started crying. I tried to hold it in, but the prospect […]Read More Kids in space
Whoever had the brilliant idea to plan a Sticky for the same week as C’s birthday… well it was me, and I clealy didn’t think it through. I think I can be forgiven, because all of C’s birthdays up to this point have been pretty low-key. Turning 1, that’s a big deal, but it’s a […]Read More Daddy’s Magic Birthday
It’s not quite the end of the year, but I’m closing the category. 2013 was the year of potty training, a year when poop had to leave the comfy confines of the disposable diaper and make its way out there in the world. And what a way it was. We started potty training C a […]Read More So long 2013, thanks for all the poop!