This was a warm fall. I’ve lived in the Carolina’s since August of 2002, and this was the first year that I didn’t need to wear a sweater on my birthday. * It was warm, comfortable, but then, all of the sudden, it was not. Oliver was born on a day that did not see a… Continue reading Colder days ahead

A month or two ago, I was talking with a friend who, like me, was also expecting the birth of his first son. (In his case, his first child.) He asked me if I thought that there would be any difference in raising a son and raising a daughter. I said no, I didn’t think… Continue reading Differences

As most of you already know, the newest member of our family made his appearance on Monday, and although we are a little sleep deprived, we couldn’t be happier. It’s amazing to see the difference between a newborn and a two-year old, and also fun to see how Avonlea relates to the new interloper her baby… Continue reading Life in two hour increments