September 23, 2011
After work I raced home and changed into jeans, a long sleeve shirt, and a jacket. And for kicks, I wound my new, way-too-long-softest-material-ever scarf around my neck. Then I walked up to church/school to watch my kid play soccer and my husband coach.
September 22, 2011
For me, as I’m sure it is for many of you, there is some music that instantly transports you back in time. Maybe it’s a seminal moment in your life, or maybe it’s just really fond memories.
September 20, 2011
September 20, 2011
September 20, 2011
Got the call over lunch to go pick up my girl at school. She made it a half day, and then just couldn’t go anymore. We figured something was wrong this weekend when she got up Saturday morning, ate breakfast, and went back to bed. She never, ever does that. Sunday was a lazy day around the house, and while she didn’t quite seem herself, she did seem much improved. This morning she was nearly 100%, but I think kindergarten just wore her out faster than normal.
September 19, 2011
Saturday night we went to a birthday party for a family friend’s 10-year-old daughter. Double digits means, apparently, that one is too sophisticated to play with mere children. At past parties, Zoe was snatched from her parents and sucked into the world of free-spirited play with all the cousins of this large, loving family. Expecting much the same this time, I took her hand and climbed the steps to the playroom, where two of the girls had hidden from the boring adults. As soon as we entered the room, I felt the chill as they stopped talking and looked at us. I ignored it. “Hi! Would you guys mind if Zoe played up here with you?”
September 17, 2011
September 16, 2011
September 14, 2011
September 13, 2011