screaming little person

Meet Chippie. He looks cute, doesn’t he? Don’t be fooled — he’s really a boiling cauldron of rage. How do I know this? I found out the other day, when Sophie, in a fit of anger, informed me (in a very calm voice, mind you) that “Chippie is going to slap you in the face.” [...]

Our boy is now more than nine months old. Where does the time go? Because so many people have asked me in the weeks since I wrote about Owen as an infant, I will say here, for the record, that I no longer believe my son is trying to kill me. Since making his debut [...]