Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. – Mary Schmich I’ve been waiting and dreading And yet also dreaming of the day You would ask me this question. The day you would come to me for advice, Flushed and heady, sparkling eyes, Full of that somebody new. What will [...]
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mother’s soliloquy
Posted in Challenge, daughter, heart, November, Writing on November 19, 2009 | 4 Comments »
a dedication to dedication
Posted in Challenge, dance, daughter, eight years old, November, Writing on November 18, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your livingroom. -Mary Schmich Ladies and gentlemen… today I am taking a small break from our regularly scheduled programming… but it couldn’t be more pertinent, even if I had tried. I’d like to dedicate today’s post to a very dedicated little girl. Who [...]
Abba and Kiss and Maths and Mercurochrome
Posted in daughter, eight years old, memories, November, Writing on November 6, 2009 | 2 Comments »
“Sing.” -Mary Schmich Today I am singing the praises of small cheats. Nothing serious of course. A shortcut when doing chores, a quick cheats recipe when cooking dinner, time saving measures when you are short on… time. And that brings me to my post today. Which is a cheat…because I officially did not write it today. But [...]
She’s short and sweet…as is this post.
Posted in daughter, eight years old, kids on October 7, 2009 | 3 Comments »
My daughter had a homework assignment to do. Brainstorm a BIG list of all the words you can think of that represent Australia. She started off strong… Melbourne, Victoria, koala, wombat, footy, meat pie, kangaroo, southern cross, sydney opera house, Barrier Reef, Ayers Rock, boomerang… the list went on and on… until we [...]
The Forbidden City: where it was possible to have hundreds of brothers and sisters.
Posted in camp, China, daughter, Family, Forbidden City, kids, one child policy, Parenting, Travel on September 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Behind the Hall of Preserving Harmony is the largest courtyard of the Forbidden city. As some of our group, sweaty but determined, headed up the grand marble staircase I was distracted by a gathering of folk who seemed intent on trying to fan themselves while catching two wild children. These kids were slippery indeed. They [...]
finding the right suitcase for camp
Posted in camp, daughter, eight years old, expectations, Family, growing up, kids, Parenting, school, Uncategorized on August 29, 2009 | 2 Comments »
This afternoon we trolled through the garage (otherwise known as the repository for everything other than the car) looking for a case suitable for Miss 8’s impending camp. Her first camp. I finally found the one I was looking for, a snazzy-surfy one that her big brother had used on his first camp. I was elated. [...]
…and all that jazz
Posted in dance, daughter, eight years old, exam, expectations, Family, growing up, jazz, kids, Parenting, school on August 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
According to my weeping daughter, who had flung herself across her bed, two girls, (count them fingers sticking up at me) two girls in her jazz ballet class got a grade higher than she did in her dance exam. I make her sit up. We wipe the trail of snot off her pillowcase and closely [...]
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