In the the middle of Camp Paint-Your-Room last week, once I sensed that the week was shaping up to be the lamest camp ever, J and I took a break to go hunting down school supplies. M will be starting middle school in the fall, and one exciting thing about middle school is that they … [Read more…]
Phew. I typed this in yesterday, but then I was having technical difficulties. Once it was established that we’d be repainting the girls’ rooms, removing the old paint on the molding around the windows and doors was obvious. We live in an old house, and it’s apparent–well, almost everywhere, but perhaps most apparent–along the windowsills … [Read more…]
J’s room has evolved since the last time you saw it. It’s always been very pink, and over the past year, she’s hated the pink. She was sort of hoping that Santa Claus would repaint all of her walls, switch out her flowered pink rug, and change all of her bed linens into something sophisticated … [Read more…]
Deep into the summer schedule, I was just rousing myself as Cute W hustled upstairs to take a shower for work. “J wants cheesy eggs,” he told me. Apparently, the spinach-enriched eggs were only a passing fancy. She’s back to plain ol’ cheese and eggs, and she’s back to asking Daddy for them. That’s because … [Read more…]
I’m having, like, blogger-block. Last night I was writing a post about our vacation and it was just too much for me. I wasn’t up for it. This is the problem when I don’t write. When I get started again, I feel like it needs to be high-quality and fabulous, which is pretty much paralyzing. … [Read more…]
My children were driving me crazy today. What’s so wonderful about parenting more than one child is that each child has her own unique personality with her own, special ways to make me nuts. M will argue over the most ridiculous, ridiculous things. She is Orwellian. In fact, I often have conversations with her and … [Read more…]
On July 3rd, J’s palate expander was removed. Since, umm, December, I think, J’s had an appliance affixed to the roof of her mouth, which meant that eating popcorn or sticky items like caramel or Tootsie Rolls was forbidden. J took these dietary restrictions very, very seriously. I had never noticed how much popcorn folks … [Read more…]
You know I hate the mall. I don’t go often. And when I do, all sorts of unfortunate things happen, like I start to hyperventilate in Sephora. But tonight M asked if we could please, please go to the mall sometime soon before her Fifth Grade Moving Up Ceremony so that she could get a … [Read more…]
Last night at dinner we started talking about making butter. I don’t know why. I think J started it by asking, “What’s butter made of?” Milk, Cute W and I answered. You just churn the butter and the fat in the milk sort of clots together to form butter. Maybe that’s what I said, because … [Read more…]
You probably would have seen M practicing the cup song “When I’m Gone” (and yes now she’s desperate to see Pitch Perfect, and how inappropriate is it? It’s not like we’ve never shown them anything inappropriate) : And for much of the day I was hunched over the computer emailing everyone local (and at least … [Read more…]
