Jonah

A couple years ago, I wrote a post when I worked at Momlogic about Parenting from the Gut. I had decided that my all things Westside and Neurotic was getting out of control and I’d try to listen to my instincts instead of flocking to the gurus that I had (still am) been paying good money to, to tell me what kind of pajamas my toddler should wear in mid October. Sure… that “laissez faire,” whatever works mentality works sometimes, but there is one area in particular that my own “here’s how I’m going to handle this” strategy has been failing big time: Potty Talk with a capital Shit. ...Read More
It’s easy to see where he got his devilish good looks…
09.20.11
4
If you asked me 4 1/2 years ago what I thought my favorite thing would be about having a child, I don’t think my answer would have been what it is now. I was pregnant. On the verge. Unaware of what it would really mean to fall deeply in love (on a daily basis) on less than 6 hours of sleep a night. I had no idea, NO clue, that my favorite thing about having a child would be anything other than plain love… After all, the mere ability to love a child… YOUR child… Isn’t THAT the best thing? Isn’t THAT the gift? Yes. That’s definitely part of it. ...Read More
A perfect day at the Santa Monica Pier. This was summer was a great ride.
Do you ever think back about your life and assess where you are based on some of the stories you could tell? Certainly, my life experiences must be an indication of all that I’ve accomplished, all that is good, all that keeps me hopeful… Right? You know, all those “times” that are etched in our memories that define who we are, where we’ve been and what life still has in store…? Like the time I was 11 and on a national talk show. As a comedian. Telling jokes about Pee Wee Herman. Or…The time I experienced a 6.0 earthquake by myself also as an 11 year old…. Or… The time I moved to New ...Read More
08.30.11
9
My son asks a lot of questions. Always has. And while his curiosity and his need to know the details and inner workings of everything inside and out is inspiring and infectious (and entirely genetic), there are days, that I. Just. Can’t. Take. The. Questions. Especially when I have no answers… Or I do, but they don’t even make sense. For instance, I think a long time ago Jonah saw a video of Lady Gaga performing and then maybe Usher too, and they both were on stage and coming out of smoke. Okay, fine. Theatrics. Fantastic. BUT, now whenever J hears a song playing, he always asks: “Where does this singer ...Read More
I guess he didn’t get the memo about these things being cool on things like stairs…
08.05.11
3
From the back seat…. J: Mommy, how much do you love me? Me: Soooooooo, much. J: How much? (Opening his hands). This much? Me: Oh, way more. J: How much more? Me: To the moon and back, around the world 98 million times, to the bottom of the ocean floor and up, then around the world again. That much. J: I love you that much too. Me: I’m so glad. J: NO. Mommy. NO. I love you… (Opening his arms). To the roof, to the neighbors, to Disneyland, all the way to the beach, and down Coldwater Canyon, and around the world 47 hundred 3, 5, zero, times. I love you that much. Me: Wow, that’s a lot. J: Yeah. It’s ...Read More
06.21.11
1
This is the reading material my 3.5-year old would like to keep on top of the facilities…. It’s official. I live with a boy.
05.03.11
5
It all started about 9 months ago… It’s out of control now really. I had no intention of it getting this bad. The lying, the cheating, the sheer fabrication… But it’s my only hope sometimes. My only chance. Sometimes, it’s The. Only. Way. To. Get. My. Three. Year. Old. To. Get. In. The. Car. And. Quiet. HOWEVER, my days of lying may have come to an end. The kid is on to me. He knows that the sign in the public bathroom doesn’t say “Pee here, or you can’t get an ice cream.” He knows that Page 12 of the never ending book about a weird horse named Freelander ...Read More