People who equate truth with fact are missing the point.

Delurking Day

Heh. Delurking Day. Never heard of it, but it sounds dirty. I’m in!

OTOH, I’ve probably never heard of it because I don’t lurk. I’m a chatty sort. If you need someplace to delurk yourself, you’re welcome to do it here. It almost doesn’t count, being such a tiny blog, but we all have . . . → Read More: Delurking Day

What I know is not necessarily what I know…

I know damn well that Carter doesn’t do the things that he does to upset me. I know that he loves me. I know that the last thing in the world he wants to do is hurt me.

But there’s only so much a person can take. I’m at my limit, which is just . . . → Read More: What I know is not necessarily what I know…

The Food Follies

In the early months after Carter’s birth, we often said that he was born too soon, or that he was mad as hell at having been booted out of his warm cocoon. He has always (now as then) seemed much younger than his chronological age. He was incredibly sensitive to practically everything – noise, . . . → Read More: The Food Follies

For this, I am grateful.

Carter has been underweight on and off (mostly on) since he was a year old. I took this picture last spring:

He was 3 feet 11 inches tall and weighed 39 pounds. I took this picture tonight:

He is 4 feet 1 inch tall and weighs 51 pounds. He looks a little . . . → Read More: For this, I am grateful.

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