Do you want to know one of my favorite things about this time of year? Changing of the leaves? Yes, I like that. Apple cider… with rum. Like that too. But that’s not what I’m talking about.
One of my favorite sights around town are the three and four year olds running errands in their new Halloween costumes. I assume there was a little push back initially from mom or dad, and then… they go for it. So you get to see little tigers, monkeys, lions, crocodiles (or is that an alligator? I can never tell.) at the grocery store, bank and post office. The kids look so proud of themselves in their clean, fluffy new costumes that you know they were DYING to wear. 
And then, do you know what I love about November and December? When you see those same kids wearing the same raggedy-ass costumes when they’re running errands. The costumes are usually tattered and stained… and if there’s a tail, the back of it looks as though it’s been caught in a car door once or twice. 
And, yes, my three year old wore his dragon costume to pick up my older son at elementary school yesterday. And, no, he was not the only kid in costume on the playground.
(Image from Jedirobe.com)

Do you want to know one of my favorite things about this time of year? Changing of the leaves? Yes, I like that. Apple cider… with rum. Like that too. But that’s not what I’m talking about.

One of my favorite sights around town are the three and four year olds running errands in their new Halloween costumes. I assume there was a little push back initially from mom or dad, and then… they go for it. So you get to see little tigers, monkeys, lions, crocodiles (or is that an alligator? I can never tell.) at the grocery store, bank and post office. The kids look so proud of themselves in their clean, fluffy new costumes that you know they were DYING to wear. 

And then, do you know what I love about November and December? When you see those same kids wearing the same raggedy-ass costumes when they’re running errands. The costumes are usually tattered and stained… and if there’s a tail, the back of it looks as though it’s been caught in a car door once or twice. 

And, yes, my three year old wore his dragon costume to pick up my older son at elementary school yesterday. And, no, he was not the only kid in costume on the playground.

(Image from Jedirobe.com)

This picture has been making me laugh for the last few nights. Well, not nights exactly. Middle-of-the-nights. My five month old is now down to his last feeding. For months, I’ve been thinking, “I’m too old for this sh**” when I wake up with him. (Yes, I rip-off Danny Glover’s character in “Lethal Weapon” because I’m too tired to come up with anything of my own.)
Anyway, long-story-as-short-as-I-can-but-you-know-I’m-not-good-at-that: I was talking to my friend last week (she works in publishing) about “Go the F*** to Sleep.” If you read this blog regularly, you won’t be surprised that I was talking about it. I wrote about it three times. It’s all I talked about last week. And the week before. 
I asked my friend if “Go the F*** to Sleep” was the first children’s book for adults. It turns out, it’s not. There have actually been many. (There’s a great post that covers a lot of them over at Cafe Mom’s “The Stir.” And, because I’m an over-attributor, I learned about that post on another blog I really like, “18 Years To Life.”) 
Anyway, enough links, back to this illustration. It’s from a book that my friend is involved in that comes out in August. She sent me one page of it, and I get to share it with you. That makes all of us officially in the loop. (Finally. Finally! Virtual high fives all around.) The book is called, “Mommy And Daddy Are Too Old.” And, thanks to the magic that is Amazon.com, here’s a link. I already like it. But that’s because, I’m too old for this sh**.
UPDATE: The actual book is going to be in — are you ready for this? — color. Color! It’s 2011 and they are doing absolutely amazing things with books these days. (My apologies for the omission. But, what do you expect from a blog called, “Mammalingo.” If you want REAL NEWS then go read the Wall Street Journal.) 

This picture has been making me laugh for the last few nights. Well, not nights exactly. Middle-of-the-nights. My five month old is now down to his last feeding. For months, I’ve been thinking, “I’m too old for this sh**” when I wake up with him. (Yes, I rip-off Danny Glover’s character in “Lethal Weapon” because I’m too tired to come up with anything of my own.)

Anyway, long-story-as-short-as-I-can-but-you-know-I’m-not-good-at-that: I was talking to my friend last week (she works in publishing) about “Go the F*** to Sleep.” If you read this blog regularly, you won’t be surprised that I was talking about it. I wrote about it three times. It’s all I talked about last week. And the week before. 

I asked my friend if “Go the F*** to Sleep” was the first children’s book for adults. It turns out, it’s not. There have actually been many. (There’s a great post that covers a lot of them over at Cafe Mom’s “The Stir.” And, because I’m an over-attributor, I learned about that post on another blog I really like, “18 Years To Life.”) 

Anyway, enough links, back to this illustration. It’s from a book that my friend is involved in that comes out in August. She sent me one page of it, and I get to share it with you. That makes all of us officially in the loop. (Finally. Finally! Virtual high fives all around.) The book is called, “Mommy And Daddy Are Too Old.” And, thanks to the magic that is Amazon.com, here’s a link. I already like it. But that’s because, I’m too old for this sh**.

UPDATE: The actual book is going to be in — are you ready for this? — color. Color! It’s 2011 and they are doing absolutely amazing things with books these days. (My apologies for the omission. But, what do you expect from a blog called, “Mammalingo.” If you want REAL NEWS then go read the Wall Street Journal.)