As I watched her yesterday, it occurred to me that Annabelle is either a candidate for an Oscar nomination — or she really believes. Sophie’s letter could have said anything (and she was thrilled with hers, wanted to take it out with us last night when we went to see the luminarias at the Desert […]
It’s sort of amazing that Annabelle’s still even pretending, given my thoughts three Christmases ago. I can’t believe it’s been that long. Here is a radio essay I did for the local NPR affiliate in 2006 on the whole believing thing.
It’s actually jacket weather around here. OK, so it’s in the 40s — nothing compared to my sister’s 4 and 14 degree reports from Denver. Still, it’s darn cold. Which is why I said no when Sophie asked if she could wear a pink spaghetti strap dress with a tutu skirt to school today. She […]
Dear Santa, Today I wrote letters to Annabelle and Sophie and signed your name. I hope that’s okay. I hope I got the letters right. I haven’t done them before; that’s always been my mother in law’s turf, but as you know, she’s not around to do them this year. I bought some cute paper […]
The favorite Christmas movie in our house this year is “Elf”. (I’m also partial to “Love Actually”, but that one’s obviously not for family consumption.) Maybe it’s just because I’ve seen it so many times, or because I was still feeling flu-ish upon the first viewing of this holiday season, but I’m struck suddenly this […]
Things were dramatic this morning. Annabelle sighed a huge sigh as she was getting ready for school, and announced, “It’s just so strange to be getting up and not going to the Herberger!” The Herberger Theater in downtown Phoenix is the scene of her latest stage appearance, as a rosebud in The Snow Queen — […]
A few weeks ago, I said to a dear friend who for these purposes shall remain nameless, “I have a theme this year! It’s a Homemade Christmas, Darn It!” Without skipping a beat, she replied, “Me, too! Mine is It’s a Half-Assed Christmas.” By last night, I had to admit that my theme has officially […]
Dear Santa, For Christmas I want a Chrissa IM Me (for girls) more muffy clothes, and gogo pet hamsters. (with track.) Please!!! Any ways, How are you? Are those movies really true about you? Is Rudolph real? Why don’t you let anybody see you? Santa, this is a very hard question to answer, but, do […]
(As dictated to her mother; all exclamation points individually mandated by the author.) Dear Santa Claus, Happy Christmas! I’m good! I want a nail kit, American Girl doll — not Chrissa, one with blonde hair like me! A whoopie cushion. Me and Sarah play with the whoopie cushion. We play hide and seek. I want […]
