Tomorrow, Sophie turns 6. And this blog turns 1. I can’t end it. How could I end it? I’ve never been sure just who the girl in the party hat is — it’s changed, really, depending on the day. The truth is that my friend Deborah named the blog when she saw Amanda Blake’s wonderful […]
Funny, I’m not the only mom blogger fascinated by the whole DIY/handmade/craft trend. I guess that’s not surprising. What’s more DIY than raising a kid? Over the weekend, I got to thinking about the idea of handcrafting and why it’s so appealing. I had these thoughts as they related to Sophie’s birthday party, but it’s something […]
Sophie’s birthday party was a success. And that’s about all I’ll say for the moment, because I’m sick as a dog (hopefully not sick as a pig — I think this is just a summer cold). I have a long, involved post in my head about the whole notion of the DIY aesthetic and why […]
…and everybody came. I don’t know if the latter will hold true, but the former certainly is. Sophie’s entire class is invited to her birthday party tomorrow. No matter what she tells you. Yesterday afternoon — after the local NPR commentary I did about her birthday was long in the can — my friend Vicki (mother of […]
Yesterday morning, Sophie demanded choices, as she always does, so I yanked two tee shirts out of her very disorganized drawer. Funny — one was a tie dye with a heart in the middle. The other, her “Sweet Heart” tee. She chose the Sweet Heart. I love that shirt, too. It’s got a fairly realistic […]
I have a blog to recommend. And not just because Joyce, the mother of Sarah and sometime co-author of http://sarahely8989.blogspot.com/, was kind enough to link to Girl in a Party Hat the other day. Joyce writes eloquently about being a mom of a grown daughter with Down syndrome. And Sarah writes eloquently herself. For a […]
And now presenting….. my YouTube debut. Oh yeah, and the girls’ dance recitals. Sadly, I screwed up when trying to tape Sophie’s “official,” costumed performance, but here she is — second from the right — in her rehearsal. Truth in advertising: The other kids are 3 and 4. Sophie did do really well, but I […]
Saturday morning, Sophie gave Annabelle a tittie twister. It left a mark. Sunday morning, she drew (with something appearing to be just short of permanent marker) on a chair, my bed and the couch. Sunday night, Sophie, Annabelle and Ray emerged from a convenience store — they’d run in to buy milk — and I […]
The other day Ray grabbed a plastic tumbler from the cupboard and silently handed it to me. I looked inside. It was dirty. Very dirty. Really gross, actually. I’m not sure what dried in there but whatever it was, the dishwasher didn’t make a dent. And I hadn’t noticed when I put it away. “You […]
I am haunted by the ghosts of the future. Yesterday was Sophie’s first ballet recital, her stage debut. It was a long time coming. When I got pregnant with Annabelle, as soon as we learned we were having a girl, I knew how I’d be spending my Saturday mornings: at the ballet studio. My mother […]
