Tucker Robbins

James Tucker Robbins (a.k.a. "Tucker"): While I am proud to be the latest in a long line of "James" in our family, for the sake of originality I am going to go by "Tucker" for now. Tucker the boy, not the car, the guy with the bow tie on Fox or the player of the year candidate from Wisconsin. With Parents from Baltimore, I'm just happy I didn't wind up with something too cutsie (Skip, Scooter, etc.) and/or androgynous (Carey, Casey, etc.).

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Sugar Cane Teether

Q: As a responsible parent, how do you react to your one-year-old trying to cut new teeth in the middle of an otherwise civilized dinner?

A: Give the baby the sugar cane stalk from your mojito to chew on.

Smilin' Eyes

Just rolling past the tidal basin, taking in the cherry blossoms and soaking up the sun on my way to Cafe Atlantico for dinner. Life is good.

Cherry Blossoms

Here is a good shot of the big fella and me at the Tidal Basin. He is trying to get me interested in the pink petals, but who can focus on flowers when you are standing under the flight path into DCA?

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Sugar Saves

In light of the cornucopia of candy in front of me, I would officially like to retract my earlier skepticism about this Holiday. Can you say diabetic coma? "Take these [Peeps, cream eggs and jelly beans] and remember me."

Shaken, Not Stirred

Brian Flanagan (Tom Cruise) in Cocktail has nothing on me. Just wait until you see what these jelly beans look like when I am done shaking them.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Easter Egg Dyeing

Let me get this straight - we are going to spend the afternoon bathing hard boiled eggs in colored vinegar? What kind of pagan sect is this?

Friday, March 07, 2008

Graduation Day

Here I am posing with Mom at my graduation from sign language class. I'm hoping to parlay that degree, a decent recommendation or two and perhaps the right political ties into an acceptance from an elite three-day preschool program. The connections I make there will be with me the rest of my life. . .

Monday, March 03, 2008

The Big Payback

For Jack's second birthday, I gave him the gift of beating the snot out of me. Sure, there was a room full of toys, obstacles and jungle gym equipment to play with - not to mention his closest buddies from playgroup - but who needs that when you can knock around your little cousin? Enjoy it while you can cuz - I'm already growing out of some of your 18-month clothes and there is a storm a-brewing!