Since about Isaac's second birthday (seven months ago) I've been trying in various ways to wean him. The thing is, I have been reluctant to make it into a full-blown confrontation. I've read a lot about it, talked with a wide range of nursing mothers

Isaac told me this fact this morning, just out of the blue. It's good to know, in case I ever get back to Spain.

Today Isaac told me that he loves me. He said, "I love you, Mama," clear as a bell. This would have been a very special and tender moment if it had not so happened that, a scant 30 seconds later, he added, "I love my potty." As we walked by the potty

My new (old) life is up and running now. I got past some irritating issues with insurance (I needed insane converage in case someone comes to visit me and breaks their neck), and computers (bottom line, I had to buy an external FLOPPY drive in order