The party’s over. It was a good one. If I was one to nitpick, I’d say that there was not enough candy in the pinata, the music guys flopped (7 and 9 year olds are too old for “Five Little Monkeys”), the coffee was bad, and what was I thinking, skipping the adult beverages?! Minutes before guests [...]
When I was almost 7, I had all sorts of ideas as to what I wanted to be when I grew up. Most of the time I wanted to be a poet. I was reminded of that ridiculous notion for the gazillionth time this morning as I listened to some particularly fantastic poetry on “Morning Edition” [...]
Sophie’s IEP meeting was last week, and we’re still in the throes of finalizing/reviewing/sign-seal-and-delivering, but things seem to be falling into place. It’s such a detailed process, designed to address every possible angle of your kid and her needs, but really what I find is that it lulls you (or me, anyway) into a false [...]
Oh my. I know I just gushed about Sarah last week, but you must check out this post from her mom, Joyce, on a rather auspicious occasion this past Saturday. As I commented to Joyce, reading this made my day/week/year! Try to read it without going a little waterworks yourself. Share:
Maybe it was because I was reading a ghost story at the time (specifically, “Spooky Little Girl” – the latest book by my dear friend, the prolific and hilarious Laurie Notaro — it’ll be out in April) or maybe it’s just because I scare easily. But I literally jumped and squealed when I looked inside a blue plastic bag shoved [...]
I can’t sleep. Yesterday morning was pretty typical — we scurried to get ready, scurried out the door, scurried out of the car into backpacks and lunch boxes and over the crosswalk to school. When Sophie, Annabelle and I arrived, it was the typical rush of teachers opening doors in the carpool lane (it always [...]
Here’s how it went down Wednesday night. You’ll have to forgive me, some details may be a bit askew, but this is basically what happened. “Hey girls, come into the living room and sit down for a minute,” I said. Annabelle looked at me suspiciously. “Is this about Rosy?” “It is, sweetie.” She squeezed out [...]
For someone with no formal belief in any sort of organized anything, without real faith in anything except the power of a Diet Coke first thing in the morning, I certainly see a lot of signs. Signs of what, I don’t know. Maybe by definition, that means they’re not signs at all. You tell me. [...]
I had to stop reading the squid stories. It’s gone from bad to worse — by yesterday the New York Times was reporting that jumbo, flying, carnivorous squid are pulling masks and oxygen tanks off divers up and down the San Diego coast. We were safely back in Phoenix by then, and upon reflection, I must [...]
From the moment we pulled up at the drive-in, all I wanted to do was belt out, Stranded at the drive-in./Stranded a fool./What will they say — Monday at school? And so I did (with apologies to John Travolta). The good thing is, the monsoon winds were blowing so loudly, no one could hear. I [...]
