I leave it to you to guess which pieces she insisted on and which pieces Mom gently persuaded her into. I plan to assert myself when it actually snows, though. She WILL wear socks with those flipflops, if it’s the last thing I do. Jane p.s. Dick was thinking to himself this morning (early, as [...]
. . . by how they interact with children in public. I’m not talking about the obvious (and unfortunately ineffectual) abuse that’s so embarrassing at the Walmart. You know, the parents who whack their kids while shouting, “Stop hitting your sister” or “I told you not to use the #@%& word, @#%$-it!” And I’m not [...]
spot rides her bike from jane on Vimeo. In case you think I sound like I’m twelve years old, the following video should remove all doubt. And also provide some clues as to why our home life is just one big, shiny rainbow. decorating birthday cake from jane on Vimeo.
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 [...]
No mixed feelings about moving, here. Jane Happy Wordless Wednesday!
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 [...]
Dick is ready (oh, is he ready) to have another kid. Last week he said for the first time that we need to have another try at making a boy. This is almost a relief to me, because before when he always said the right things about how happy he is that we have three [...]