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.
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 […]
Here is a lovely photo of the girls, posing at the edge of the Grand Canyon, marred only by the fact that Sophie insisted on clutching a Sesame Street coloring book. I can relate. At the next lookout point (I lost count, not sure which that was) yesterday, she initially refused to get out of […]
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 […]
