I have documented some of the trouble we have been having for the past couple months with our toddler, the bear, now 3 1/2 years of age, at bedtime and in the middle of the night. She has been having night terrors, nightmares, separation anxiety, occasional bed wetting, & other […]
Interesting article from CNN.com about parents buying domain names for their children. Anyone out there own their kids name with a .com at the end of it? I had never thought of it and still did not make those purchases – although I did buy TheBearandMouse.com. Hurry on over to […]
I consider myself a pretty big fan of Chuck Bukowski and I recall a poem of his which centered around his inability or lack of desire to write. So, what to do when you can’t write? Write, of course. Consider that inspiration for this short ramble. I have no desire […]
A number of sleepytime tunes have come across the OWTK desk recently and two of the best bedtime records I have heard recently are Mae Robertson’s “Dream” and “Siente” – Night Songs From Around The World. I am always interesting in cool new dreamy songs for my girls to listen […]
Quick post…after 15 months of Out With The Kids I have finally decided on “blog” names for my children. And they are: The Bear (the 3 1/2 year old toddler) and the Mouse (the 3 month old darling girl). So there, that is done. Also, check out “Like Castanets” from […]
Last night, amid the spitting rain and ominous charcoal clouds we drove 30 minutes south to Kennett Square for the Justin Roberts show at Longwood Gardens. Thanks to the nasty April-ish weather the show was moved from this beautiful outdoor set-up to the less-dramatic, but perfectly fine indoor special events […]
This weekend turned out miserably. We did nothing we set out to do – meaning we did not head to New York to see The National on Friday night. We did not drive to Charlottesville to see John Prine and Josh Ritter on Saturday. We did attend my wife’s family […]
So this afternoon we embark on a bit of a road trip. We are packing up the girls and driving up to Manhattan to have dinner and see The National play at the South Street Seaport. (Edit: No we’re not. I cannot muster up the energy to drive 2 hours […]
