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After buy­ing J a shirt from the boys for Father’s Day, we get home and I started the whole, “Now don’t for­get guys, that this is a secret. We can’t tell Dad,” talk. Before I could get it all out, Grem­lin grabbed his cheeks (in true Home Alone fash­ion) and yelled, “No! Please no more secrets! […]

…to announce a SUPER cool give­away at Tweet2Win. They are giv­ing a $150 gift cer­tifi­cate to one of the fol­low­ing places (your choice!): *Vic­to­ria Secrets *Ama­zon *Ebay *Overstock.com *I-tunes Go and sign up (if you have a Twit­ter account). You get an entry if you Twit­ter it and then another entry if you blog it. The […]

Grem­lin has a wee-wee. He’ll be 5 in a cou­ple of weeks and yet every morn­ing he greets me with his wee-wee in hand. For all you pervs…it’s a blan­ket! Some­where in his funny lit­tle 1-year-old mind, blan­ket sounded like wee-wee. And it stuck. How could it NOT! He would say: “I pay wif my wee-wee, mom!” […]

Thanks for all the won­der­ful words of encour­age­ment after my last post. I actu­ally think Mur­phey came through for us a bit. Hulk­man was doing a bit bet­ter by Sat­ur­day (good enough to start giv­ing me a hard time!). We’re wait­ing on doc­tors for the next step (which by the way is so irri­tat­ing. I […]

Just a pre-cursor: Seri­ous and vul­ner­a­ble post. I’ve really only had 2 major, feeling-feint fears most of my life. One — I will never talk about. But the other is los­ing my brother, Hulk­man. Most of you know about my twin — born 5 years before me. Hulk­man is my brother who has Down Syn­drome. I’ve written […]

I just nuked a cup of cof­fee from yes­ter­day morning’s brew. That’s the kind of day I’m hav­ing. It’s not really a bad day. Just incred­i­bly busy. I knew I was drown­ing at work, but didn’t real­ize just how bad it was until I was list­ing my projects in an email to a col­league for help. […]