The other night as I lay with Coconut number 4, I was hit with overwhelming sadness. Perhaps it was the lack of sleep over the course of the past several nights as we have begun the weaning process of our littlest Coconut. At least weaning from night nursing that is. She’s turned me into a… Continue reading The Tragedy of Last Firsts
Raising Coconuts in a world full of turnips.
Conversations With Coconuts 