The Transition

Sam's nanny had to take some time off recently, so I've been home for an entire week with an overtired toddler who refuses to take an afternoon nap. I realize that he's probably transitioning to one nap a day, but I also know he's a pretty willful child who will just decide not to sleep now and again. Yesterday, at the library, I confessed to another mother that Sam was refusing to sleep because I thought it seemed pretty obvious that he was tired and that I was, thereby, a terrible mother. Her response was, "I remember that stage. I'm sure he'll be taking one three or four hour nap very soon." Yes, lady. I'm sure he will. And by that I mean, I won't be holding my breath.

So, as always, any napping related advice is welcome here.

Toddling

Today I did a pretty good job working on The Dissertation, and while I'm finding this to be a more cyclical process than I would like, I did move forward in a baby step or two.

And speaking of baby steps, Sam is working on his toddle. He makes his best moves with the dining room chairs and a slick wagon he got for his birthday.

A Trip Around the Sun

It's official. Sam is one!

Dave and I spent the evening before his birthday working on a sugar-free, organic, whole-wheat cake. "We can crank that thing out in like 25 minutes." Those were the words that doomed us. Three and a quarter hours later, we finally had the most expensive and least tasteful cake ever made. But it was kind of cute:

Even if it didn't look quite like this: