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Monthly Archives: December 2011
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and…
If you slow, if you stop, if you squint, you will see them: Life’s white lights. They are wrapped around growth, around green. They dangle and dip. They glitter and shine and blur together. They remind us of seasons, of…
Today I will take Little Girl to her nine month well-visit at the pediatrician. Nine months. She’s been in this world as long as she was inside me. Hard to believe. Wonderful to realize. Because this is a yummy age.…
To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.
Middle Girl is afraid of shadows, particularly the one cast by the chandelier that hangs from her bedroom ceiling. She is also a bit afraid of Scout, our resident elf.…
7:23 am here. A Monday morning. The house smells of pine, and is littered with evidence of a big, wonderful party. The baby dances on Daddy’s lap. The big girls are still asleep. No, wait. I hear footsteps on the…
Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand.
Do you get lots of forwards and jokes in your Inbox? Because I do. Truth be told, I rarely even open them. But I got one last night and something…
Husband went to his company holiday party. I did not. Because I wasn’t invited. Apparently, this is pretty common. And I guess it makes sense. Numbers-wise. Professional team-bonding-wise. And I was fine with it. Because my face wasn’t exactly party…
Yes. I did. And I’m woman enough to admit it. (Are you?)
Here’s the setup: I was home. Husband was out at his company holiday party to which I, ahem, was not invited. (Stay tuned for future post on this…
It wasn’t our best morning. The girls were tricky. There were tears. They didn’t want to eat breakfast. Big Girl said her bacon wouldn’t swallow. Little Girl must be getting a third tooth because she was a weepy mess. Middle…