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• kids, parenting

  Seperate but equal? Talk to your father, babe

  12.20.08 | Permalink | 4 Comments

  The girls and I spend most Tuesday and Thursday mornings with Chrysanthemum and her kids. Chrysanthemum is lucky enough to have one of each, a girl and an alien being from the planet Jane, How does this work?
  Rachel is the same age as my Susan (4) and Jacob is the same age as my Spot [...]

• schooldays

  Yurelli’s Buddy

  11.03.08 | Permalink | 4 Comments

  Sally has reached that age where she will not reveal what she did at school today. Even under extreme pressure from mastermind interrogation techniques (Mom singing the songs from Barbie and The Diamond Castle), she deflects the conversation to her latest drawing of a unipegicorn and, on a weak day, she’ll only confess that “Serenity [...]

• seagull fountain

  Halloween, Seagull Fountain ed.

  11.01.08 | Permalink | 9 Comments

  I’m tempted to give Seagull Fountain a ten in the Halloween stakes, merely because it is the first place we have lived where people walk around with small children asking for candy. Well, people might have done that on our street in Florida, but since it was the drug-dealing capital of the world (after Wasilla), [...]

• Susan

  Sandwiched but not forgotten

  10.23.08 | Permalink | 15 Comments

  During church last Sunday, Dick asked me if Susan has ADD. I pointed out that A) it was 2 pm and B) we were coming out of a long stretch of boring and C) she did just turn four years old.
  Other than that, I got nothing.
  I told Grandma (yes, that Grandma) about this exchange, thinking [...]

• motherhood

  Your kisses don’t make it better anymore; only a bandaid makes it all better.

  09.19.08 | Permalink | 8 Comments

  Usually I like to think that I’m exaggerating when I talk about a fault of mine. No one could be THAT bad a mom or a wife or a school chauffeur-er, but lately I’ve realized that I really am THAT bad, and I can no longer point out that things COULD BE WORSE by pretending [...]

• blogging, summer

  Unscheduled Blogging Break: the Good, the Bad, and the Still Dirty House

  08.19.08 | Permalink | 13 Comments

  I haven’t posted in nine days, which in blogging terms is closer to seventy-four years. Didn’t plan it, didn’t resurrect posts from my archive (most of which make internet bulimia look good). I don’t really know what happened, beyond your common-or-Dr. Seuss-variety slump.
  A few years ago, Angela from New York sent us the children’s book [...]

• summer

  The Magical Mystery Powers of Swimming Lessons

  07.01.08 | Permalink | 5 Comments

  It isn’t the swimming-learning, though that is coming right along. Sally jumped off the high dive and was queasy for a couple hours after a spectacular belly flop. (My description of “ballerina legs and toes” didn’t help). Spot blows bubbles and can travel along the wall and mostly pull herself out. Susan is a “Monkey, [...]

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