After receiving a pirate hat and two strands of beads at Margot’s third birthday party, Whit didn’t take them off all weekend. He SLEPT in his pirate hat. I went in to tuck him in, having put him to bed decidedly hat-free, and he was splayed on his back with the thing firmly on his [...]
Monthly Archives: June 2009
Gracie girl
Gracie girl, No matter what, despite my mistakes big and small, spectacular and mundane, I adore you. I always will. Email this post
Not to have run away
Life only demands from you the strength you possess. Only one feat is possible – not to have run away. – Dag Hammarskjold Email this post
Stomping around
It has been a difficult parenting week for me. Grace and I have been at each other’s throats, each crying on and off and yelling at each other. I have thought for ages about this old topic, mothers and daughters, since my college thesis. My 21 year old self surely thought my 35 year old [...]
Trucks, Christmas and a Wise Monk
Not a plot-driven thriller, this one. Still, Whit likes to read it every single night. So tonight we did. He can name each kind of truck and sometimes wants to do that, other times he wants me to read. Tonight, we lay on his robot sheets on his bottom bunk and I read. And by [...]
What you need
I love this. what you needbut cannot seeis right in front of you (From Jen Khoshbin’s etsy shop) Email this post
Drizzly Wednesday, June 24
Grace regaled me this morning with tales of her new summer camp (while modeling my shoes). She is most excited by the fact that they have computers at camp. And photography. She told me all about the cafeteria, and about how this summer (unlike the last 2, at the same camp) she actually lines up [...]
Adventure
Adventure is not outside man, it is within.-David Grayson Email this post
Grace
Yesterday, Gracie and I both rode segways for the first time. Very cool. It boggles my mind to remember the over-heated press the segway received when it was invented: the item that will revolutionize modern life! The single most important invention of this century! I don’t agree with that. But they were fun to ride. [...]

