First Thanksgiving and my fear of flying

The Pook traveled to Red Wing, MN with us for our annual and his first Thanksgiving family get-together. He was his typical sleepy, content airplane self on the way there (it was, after all, the 5th flight he had taken in his 4 1/2 months). After some rejoice-worthy napping Thanksgiving morning, he got a serious case … Continue reading First Thanksgiving and my fear of flying

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Things that wake my kid up (AKA the bane of my existence)

The microwave that beeps FIVE TIMES when done cooking. Who needs FIVE beeps to tell them their food is done?! Doesn't everyone stand 6" away from it in anticipation of their impending snack anyway, like me? Creaking floors. I've mapped a route from the living room to Pook's crib that is the least creaky. It requires climbing over objects … Continue reading Things that wake my kid up (AKA the bane of my existence)

“First blog post” (AKA baby doesn’t nap long enough to come up with a clever title)

This is the worst kind of blog. It's about everything and nothing, and personal only to me without hopes of entertaining anyone in particular. Somehow we've managed to move further and further away from family in the past few years, and now have 3 cities-full of close friends that we've left behind. Consider this our Arvin-life arsenal. … Continue reading “First blog post” (AKA baby doesn’t nap long enough to come up with a clever title)