Ode to a (Not Quite So Much Anymore) Comfy Chair

Hello Hunnies! Long before I entered the picture of your dear little group of friends, a certain piece of dorm furniture was reportedly passed down thru the dorm generations and landed in your Perkins apartment. When we cleaned out the apartment after everyone graduated, we adopted the character-filled "Comfy Chair," carting Her around to our various homes ever since and continuing to claim Her soporific effects upon anyone who sank down into those tantalizing cushions. Well . . . after more than a decade of salvaging the Much Beloved Comfy Chair, upon whom many of you have sat, napped, and lived your college years . . . I am sad to hereby announce that this piece of furniture has turned into a bit of a weapon - a deathtrap, to be exact. Yes, despite all of our delusional protests, the broken springs are tearing holes in any slipcover attempts I make, and I am now starting to fear for the safety of our little guys. We've purchased a replacement, which will arrive at the end of the week - at this time, the Comfy Chair will find Her new home on our curb. Matt and Heather - you are of course welcome to claim Her if you're interested!!! :) But I thought all the Hunnies would want, once and for all, the closure of knowing that She will move on to her final resting place soon. (I thought Dave had a great idea - hey, let's just drop it off on the RIT campus - surely someone will resurrect Her again! We would surely do this if only She were easier to transport.) Amen and so be it - may She rest in peace!!! :)

Happy Mother's Day!

Hello from Buffalo! I hope everyone is having a Happy Mother's Day. Noah's big gift to be was his new ability to say, "Ma". He finally got it yesterday. He's been slow to talk. At 17 months, he can say "Bye" and "Da". He's working on "no" and "yes", but having more trouble with those. He really, really wants to say "cookie", but can only get out a gutteral "cuh" and "ohhhhh", then he starts to bounce and point. It's pretty funny. The idea of a cookie gets him too excited to concentrate.

He's been far more interested in large motor skills, and can scale the average playground with the Big Kids. He prefers spiral slides; the larger, the better. Quite honestly, his sense of adventure freaks me out. He tries things Olivia would never have even thought about, and most kids in our neighborhood his age can't even consider doing. (Heather, does this sound like Connor?)

I've missed you guys online. I spent several weeks in April sick, and was so thankful for the antibiotic the doctor finally offered I didn't even question it's use. It did work, and I really did need it. Ahhhh, what a difference Modern Medicine can make!!

I hope this finds everyone well and happy. Happy Mother's Day, Hunnies!!