http://www.dianahaig.com Just another WordPress weblog Wed, 09 Jul 2008 02:26:24 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en David took a huge bite of the peanut butter and jelly sandwich. As I watched, a tiny ant appeared on the table and crawled toward his plate. Instinctively, I reached over and mashed it with my finger. A moment later, a little tear-streaked face shouted, “ Mommy, he is my best ... http://www.dianahaig.com/?p=8 Just now an eerie silence from David’s room. I run in, but he’s not there. I find him in the adjoining bathroom. He’s bent over clutching a lit red flashlight and peering deep into the toilet. When I question him,  he whispers, “Shhh, Mommy. It’s Monster Boy.  I think he’s ... http://www.dianahaig.com/?p=7 Now David can say almost anything, except words beginning with the letter “ T. ” He gets tongue-tied every time he tries to say “ T ” and substitutes an “ F ” instead. Three becomes “free.” When asked his age, he cheerfully exclaims, “I’m free, free!” Adorable, right? Who could have imagined ... http://www.dianahaig.com/?p=5 I love words. Always have. I was one of those nerdy kids who hid under the covers late at night gleefully reading by the glow of a flashlight. Stories whisked me away to magical lands like Oz and Arabia. My nighttime passport allowed me to ride on Huck’s raft and ... http://www.dianahaig.com/?p=4 If anyone would ever have told me it was quicker to write books than to potty train a toddler, I wouldn’t have believed it. But I can easily write a book in a year, yet it took fourteen months for David, my three-year-old, to learn to use the toilet. I ... http://www.dianahaig.com/?p=3