Category: Aidan
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The Sound of Silence
This truly has been the craziest month in recent memory, and definitely not a good time for anyone. Just when Vincent was getting over the flu, Aidan started vomiting late that Saturday night. So I slept with him on the couch while he dry-heaved every few hours. It was quite awful for him. Then, a…
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Dispatches from the Sickhouse
After a remarkably healthy winter our luck ran out: last week Vincent came down with the flu — and believe me when I tell you that this skinny skinny boy really should not do without food for any length of time — and then, as I suppose was inevitable, on Saturday night, Aidan woke up…
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One Year Ago:
Christmas-time last year we were otherwise occupied. Tomorrow Aidan turns one. Oh my. And today the blog turns two. Vincent wasn’t yet two when I began it. Time’s wingèd chariot is fueled by the adrenaline-kick of children! Happy Birthday, Aidan!
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Draft of the Week, #6.
As the blog nears its two-year mark, it seemed to me to need a small makeover — you might not have even noticed. I chose a design that offers a similar color scheme, fonts, and I kept my header photo of the Potholes (tho’ maybe I’ll begin updating the Potholes picture as the seasons change),…
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Autumn Cold/s.
Now I know the summer is well & truly over: The Gauthier household is besieged by its first illness since Aidan was born. Vincent is the only one not suffering at the moment, but he woke with a sore throat, so I expect he’s getting it, too. Aidan is thoroughly miserable, barely sleeping, making it…
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Wood Smoke & S’mores…& Frog Legs.
My brother took our nephew camping not too far from Shelburne Falls this weekend, to a campground where we spent most of the summers of our childhood, so we went to visit them on Saturday. Vincent went out on a canoe, splashed around in the lake, toasted marshmallows for s’mores (which he then spit out,…
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Action-Packed Post!
We’ve been plagued by squirrels dancing in our ceilings for several seasons now. Back in April it seemed as if we had finally confounded them when Lance pruned the tree that gave them clear access. But after a few weeks they figured out that they could climb right up the back staircase that leads straight…
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Further adventures with eczema.
I took Aidan, now nearly 4 1/2 months old, to the dermatologist today, and he was duly impressed by the baby’s poor scaly state. It’s really awful. He’s not sleeping more than 2 hours together, he’s so uncomfortable. And he looks dreadful. Except for those brightly serious blue eyes of his — when you look…
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