At 5 months pregnancy, we found out we were having another boy, our little Elliot. When you have 1 boy and are pregnant with another, the most common reaction from people is: "Oh, were you hoping for a girl?" Add the look of pity and you've got the picture. The truth is, I feel really lucky to have 2 boys. As a child, I was pretty tom-boyish. I have never been a girly-girl, so if I had a daughter like that, I would not know what to do with her. Having a daughter would scare the bejeebus about of me. (Aside: Emma is a great part-time daughter, but the dynamics are definately different than an actual mother/daughter relationship.)Ethan is into so many things that I am genuinely interested in, mainly dinosaurs, animals and his newest obsession Star Wars. I love reading about all of these things to him. I love digging in the dirt, playing in the snow, laughing about the word "poop", explaining why Luke can't marry Leia. You can do all of this with a daughter, I know, but there is something so fun about the wild antics of boys. Buying light sabers is cool too. May the force be with you all! -RL
Last night Rikki and I went to a local production of Jason Robert Brown's heartbreaking ode to heartbreak called "The Last Five Years". For those of you unfamiliar, it's the story of a couple who goes through the ups and downs, including and marriage and divorce, of a five year relationship. The two person show features music and lyrics that run the gamut between extreme moments of happiness at the first meeting to the moment they realize it's too late to save their relationship. Even though it was a local production, it reminded me of the fragility of love and how lucky I am to be with someone so special. Through the tears, I was able to recognize the beauty within my partnership with my 
