Shotsnaps

Aidan loves, loves, loves Mallory. He dotes on her, changes her outfits, carries her about, and tries not to squeeze her too hard. He just c...

If an award for World's Most Conflicted Blogger existed, I'd be a shoo-in for first place. The last nine months-worth of snapshots m...

 Children are like fertilizer for one's ego. Mysterious Unidentified Daughter: "I'm like...all the weird and bad parts of you....

I'm in the room adjoining the one in which 3 little girls and one Aidan are playing with birthday dolls. Little girl: Who's theeeere...

Beads of dun spill out unseen  While you walk laughing on the way.  Heedless of what lands in dust,  You have enough and more to spare.  You...

** ** * Well, it's not exactly  new , since Henry proposed last month, but as you can see from their flashing grins (and the flash of th...

  I just got a call from a woman who follows up on every baby born in our county. If I'd known it was that sort of call, I would have ju...

  2024 is nearly here, and I haven't blogged half of 2023. It was a hard year, which is hard to blog. I bought the fanciest camera I...

  We recently discovered that Pitterpat is a smushed baby elephant! Adjusting our expectations accordingly and accounting for a much longer ...

  PitterPat, already so loved by us all and fearfully and wonderfully made.