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 […]
Today’s the day the teddy bears have their picnic. It’s Sophie’s first ballet recital. Annabelle’s a veteran of the stage — she’ll be performing twice, ballet and jazz (my mother the ballet purist was slightly horrified by the latter, til she saw Annabelle rehearsing) — but for Sophie, this is only the beginning. Or perhaps […]
I’m not ready for kindergarten to end. Sophie is. Technically, at least. She’s learned as much as she’s going to learn. She knows her letters and numbers and she holds her own in the classroom. Usually. Ms. X gave me a rueful look when I arrived this morning for the fourth Junior Achievement lesson. “She’s […]
