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Forecast: Six to Ten Inches << Continue reading "A poem for the snow(em)” >> I have never seen “High School Musical,” but White House nearly has me convinced that I need to do so immediately. Somehow, we ended up with Musical Mango Applesauce(!) cups in our pantry. The lids have trivia questions on them, such as: What sport does Chad participate in at school that might help him caddy for << Continue reading "Because I’m still 13 at heart” >> Around this time a few years ago, I decided to start getting up earlier. As I recall, that worked for awhile. And then I stopped setting the alarm clock again, and I kept sleeping until just before the kids woke up. Or until the kids woke me up. Whichever. I’ve decided, though, that it was a << Continue reading "Waking up is hard to do” >> Hoodoo Voodoo (Wilco) It’s almost time for dinner. Little Petey is strapped into his booster seat, crying. Not an “I’m hurt” or “I need help” cry. Just an “I’m irritated and have had enough and don’t know what to do with all these feelings” sort of cry. “Pete won’t stop crying!” Poppy calls out. As if it weren’t obvious << Continue reading "Dinnertime, and the living is contentious” >> It is a well-documented fact that we’ve had a hard time getting Poppy to eat fruits and vegetables. Here are a few things we’ve tried: Putting a veggie on her place 15 times in a row. She refused to eat it 15 times in a row. << Continue reading "Fixing a hole where no nutrients get in, or How the Beatles helped my daughter eat fruit” >> I’ve had it on my calendar for weeks. “P. Dance. 11am.” We were excited, and she was excited and everyone was just so excited. She was wearing the cute little tights and the sweet little leotard with the floaty pink skirt and she twirled and leapt and my camera was in my purse and this was going to be a great day, and we were << Continue reading "How to break your daughter’s heart” >> |
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