Rerun. November, 2004. Before some of you were born, yes? == Mamacita says: Remember that anecdote about the young bride whose husband asked her why she cut the beef roast* in half before she put it in the pan? She … Continue reading
Category Archives: My son
Mamacita says: I’ve been blogging for six years now, and it has changed me. Even the way I blogged in the beginning has changed. I think that part has changed for a lot of people. When most of us first … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Children are naturally curious. With each passing day, an infant is more and more curious about what’s going on in the world around him/her. When is this happening? When is that happening? And, later, WHY is this happening, … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Women who had difficult labors probably hate me already right now, but I’ll go ahead and make it worse: I loved being pregnant. I felt GREAT. Even when I was sitting still, doing nothing, I was still doing … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I don’t think there are any words coined yet that would adequately describe the complete and total loathing I have for simplified, edited versions of good books. I’ve heard quadrillions of elementary teachers argue that small children learn … Continue reading
Mamacita says: She looks pretty good to be 32 years old and full of superglue, doesn’t she. A few years ago, I thought I would try something new, so I put a twinkly-lights-covered star on top of my tree. It … Continue reading