Dear Pippa, Today you are 11 months… This marks the last month I get to attach a “month” to your age when people ask me how old you are. (Yes, I’m tearing up as I type this.) This month has … Continue reading →

Dear Pippa, As I sit here writing this to you, you are frantically reaching for the world’s tiniest crumb on your play mat, with the hopes that your newly acquired dexterous skills will allow you to put said crumb in … Continue reading →

Dear Pippa, I’ll call Month Eight “The Month of Standing, Letting Go, and Feeling Proud.” Yes, my sweet, this month you’ve gone from standing up and walking along the furniture gripping with both hands, to standing on your lonesome without … Continue reading →