Last weekend, we painted Annabelle’s room. It was part of her 7th birthday present. Here’s the before. (Warning, the colors in these photos are much brighter than the actual paint! Maybe.): Now that I have a 7-year-old, it occurs to me that most of my childhood memories begin at 7. I have a few, from […]
I really did feel guilty, asking Ray to take Sophie to her dental appointment this morning. “No way!” he said. “You need to take her so you can hear the dentist complain about her thumbsucking!” It’s true. While Ray reprimands Sophie constantly for it, I just never could get too upset about thumbsucking. I sucked […]
It was a good day. Not unlike most school days, from our household’s perspective. Despite my best efforts to be in the car by 8:15, it was more like 8:35, and the first bell rings at 8:45. (Well, it’s not like I could skip writing the girls notes for their lunch boxes, or not take […]
Just hours now, til the first day of school. The girls are asleep — in bed, anyway. Sophie assured me she wasn’t at all scared. “A little bit?” I asked. She held two fingers as close together as they’d get with out touching. “A tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiny bit,” she said, giggling. I’m not sure she knew what […]
In February, Sophie’s “team” at her pre-school broke the news that they weren’t so sure she was mentally retarded. They sent me home with a copy of my parental rights and a pink paper heart that Sophie had cut herself, with minimal assistance. This was huge. She might be relatively smart, but no one can […]
Before you start pelting rotten eggs at your computer screen, let me explain. First, “mental retardation” is a medical term. The IQ cut off is 69. Seventy, and you’re not retarded. Second, I have spent much of the year considering this topic, particularly since Sophie’s IQ clocked in at 83. (This was the topic of […]
Just the weekend, then it’s kindergarten. Today was the last day of pre-school. Actually, it wasn’t, because Sophie ditched. Annabelle’s camp was done so I had a sitter anyway, and when I asked, Annabelle said she’d prefer to have Sophie stay home with her. (INSERT AUDIENCE TRACK: “AHHHHHHH”.) So we didn’t really say goodbye. That’s […]
(NOTE: OK, I’M TAKING MY FRIEND PAM’S ADVICE AND PUTTING “DOWN SYNDROME” IN MY HEADLINES, ALTHOUGH I INSIST IT MAKES THEM CLUNKY AND RIDICULOUS. IT’S AN EXPERIMENT.) Yesterday was Meet the Teacher Day. We’d already met the teacher(s), so we just paid a visit. I’d like to report that Sophie was an angel — that […]
