I’ve already written once about a scary baby doll. It happened again. Several times in the last few days, I’ve walked past the living room couch and gasped — there lay (laid? pick the one you like best) a baby. I know Ray really wants a third, but I’m not sure even he’s resourceful enough to scare […]
By the end of our Fourth of July celebration last night, Sophie’s face was streaked with red tears, the Elmos face painted on each of her cheeks running down her face. She couldn’t have been happier. “Oh, what’s wrong with your little girl?” people ask in the mall or at the grocery store. “Why is […]
It’s only been a little over a month, but already, Sophie’s pre-school experience is fading away. I saw it yesterday in our breakfast with the still-fabulous, still-celebrated Ms. Janice — without her classroom as an accessory, she’s now become simply a very good friend, rather than teacher. I had the role of the enforcer (not […]
Sophie’s in full-on ball buster mode. Has been since she woke up yesterday morning, which is unfortunate, since she had a 2-hour appointment with the psychologist yesterday to continue some testing we started last month to make sure she’s getting the right services. I can tell you this: She didn’t score high in the […]
Saturday’s show is up now at www.thislife.org – the last segment in the “Social Engineering” show from June 27 is Sophie’s. I haven’t tried it (um, no thanks, don’t want to hear the sound of my own voice again — don’t you hate that?) but looks like you can just click and listen.
I was bad today. No, I didn’t exceed my Weight Watchers points. I went to Last Chance. As we like to say in these parts, you only get one Last Chance — and it’s in Phoenix. For reasons I can’t remember, but at one point long ago did actually report, Nordstrom put its clearance center […]
Tonight we saw WALL-E — a rare, special occasion, for the four of us to make it to the big screen together. Ray had a Coke, I had a Diet Coke, Annabelle had an Icee and Sophie had apple juice. Halfway through the movie, Annabelle stage-whispered, “I dropped my straw!” I took mine out of […]
This week we discovered the double-messy bun(s). On the day this photo was taken, Sophie also had her shorts on backward (she knew, she insisted) and I worried that I’d really gone over the edge with the whole “I’ve gotta be me, I’ve gotta be free!” approach to childish expressions. But she actually got a […]
Last night, the girls and I made an impromptu trip to the bookstore to buy my friend Laurie Notaro’s new book, “The Idiot Girl and the Flaming Tantrum of Death: Reflections on Revenge, Germaphobia, and Laser Hair Removal” (info at www.laurienotaro.com). The book had been released just that day, and I had to grab it […]
Ok, I promised to explain my birthday neurosis. I don’t remember much about my own birthday parties, growing up. But I do recall my 7th — celebrated at Farrell’s Ice Cream Parlour. Where else? When some other party ordered The Zoo and the guys raced around the restaurant with it — bells banging, sirens blaring […]
