Letters to Gibson: Ten Months

Dear Gibson, I have been putting this letter off for a while. Just a smidge too long. Because I’m in denial that you’re growing up. As much as I don’t want to admit it…you’re not a baby anymore. You stand … Continue reading

Mob Mama

He said “dada” first. I knew he would. I was okay with this. Finally, after what seemed like weeks of just “dadadadadada” all the time, he said “mama.” But not as often as he said “dada.” And that was okay, … Continue reading