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My husband took the four older kids skiing yesterday, and I promised Angela a trip to an indoor playground as a consolation prize.It really is a cool indoor playground—two stories high with three very fast slides and an assortment of long plastic tubes to crawl through.Eventually Angela came over to ask, as she always does, if she could take off … [Read more...]
The “Inspiration” EditionMy husband’s taken the boys skiing—in 5 degree weather, yikes!—and so it’s just me & Anthony & my three little hens today.We are cleaning the house, which feels really good.We are planning next week’s lessons, which also feels really good.And we are filling the chinks with fun and inspiration.(At least, I’m trying … [Read more...]
[As per my 5-Year-Old]Felicity and Angela were involved in a complicated game that involved an old cardboard box and possibly every single stuffed animal that they have ever been given.All four hundred and sixty-three of them.I tolerated this game for a good two hours, as it afforded me the time that I needed to school Jem & Cate and—bonus … [Read more...]
My little hens and I are going to see The Nutcracker tomorrow morning at Felicity’s dance studio. I know they know the music, (Dangerous Assumption #342) but we’ve been watching some selections on YouTube in preparation for the performance.Angela grew very excited while viewing The Russian Dance. “I know this music, Momma! It’s from Bug Bunny’s … [Read more...]
The beautiful thing about a really hard day is that you see the need for a Redeemer.This is the meal that I put together last night: fettucine with white sauce; chips & melted mozzarella; and deviled eggs to represent, well, the devil.(We didn’t crush them under our heel, however.)It’s not that yesterday was horrid, mind you. It’s just that … [Read more...]
My girls are going through a phase right now where they enjoy putting signs on their bedroom door. “Do not enter!” I am admonished every time I pass by. “No Boys Allowd!”5-year-old Angela, especially, is most enthusiastic about the process—as in, using at least twenty pieces of tape per poster.And I’m being generous in that estimate.Yesterday I had … [Read more...]
Me: Hot cereal or scrambled eggs?Child of Privilege: Both.Stay tuned for even more of our breakfast dilemmas. “The Problem with Pancakes” is on deck. … [Read more...]
Middle child: “I know a song that gets on everybody’s nerves.”Pause.“I’ll sing it.”PS. And it’s raining. … [Read more...]
Yesterday was a really bad day. I thought I was competent and in control, but in the end, (as it turns out), I was not.I won’t burden you with all the details. I will, however, share the one event that led to this downward, daylong spiral. I had pulled the van out into the driveway so that the kids could clean it out before piano lessons. I walked … [Read more...]
We took Anthony in for his blood draw last night.*He didn’t just get one poke. He got three.My husband went in with the two technicians—allegedly, both trained phlebotomists—while I kept myself busy in the little room outside. My inner dialogue went something like this:“Mother Mary, pray for us. Mother Mary, pray for us. St. Anthony, pray for us, … [Read more...]
