Oh, this Anna Quindlen essay gets better every single time I read it. Today I was crying by paragraph two and feel deeply reassured about both my rejection of parenting “rules” and my (let’s face it, entirely baseless) profound trust in my own instincts. It’s worth the re-read. It really is. If not for the [...]
I was thinking yesterday morning of a children’s toy that I remember, though I can’t recall the name of it. It was a slate with a slightly waxy black surface, and you pushed a stylus into the surface to reveal a rainbow of neon colors underneath. Varying the pressure varied the line you were drawing [...]
Found a fabulous new blog, Persistent Cookie, which seems as interested in books and quotations as I am. Thank you, Kari, I am glad to know you! And I will take up your book questionnaire: 1. A book that changed your life The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand (cliched but true – a lesson about individuality and [...]
Curriculum night. Grace’s journal blew me away. I guess I hadn’t been paying attention because I did not realize that first thing every morning she sits down at her table and writes and draws something (she comes up with the topic or story herself). I love the one above of us going for runs together [...]
This year on Labor Day I remembered fondly a Labor Day past, a night when a dear friend and I ran shrieking with laughter, naked, into the ocean at night. A dear friend who is still an important part of my life. I’ve been thinking about you lately. Ours is a strong bond, a formidable [...]
I’m over at Chicken & Cheese today. Please stop by – this is one of my most beloved blogs for its honesty and humor, and I am honored to be guest posting. Email this post
I will do my best to give thanks for gifts strangely, beautifully, painfully wrapped.- Rebecca Wells (one of my very, very favorites – and that is truly saying something)(sunset last night, taken with my iphone) Email this post
When I got home tonight, Whit (with his balls, above) informed me that now he was really hot sauce, since he had put on his (girls) red flip flops. Excellent. Email this post
Launa’s astonishingly beautiful blog has done it again. I love the subtitle, that it is about taking a year away to get back home. Her most recent post, about how she has found, in this year “off,” a place where she can breathe, where she can sleep, where can stop “white-knuckling” her way through her [...]
He dressed himself. I tried to persuade him to wear a white shirt, but he insisted on this one. He told me, dead serious, “I am hot sauce today, Mummy.” I thought I had misheard him so I asked, “What?” He looked at me and said, “Hot sauce.“ Okay. Also, I love the tongue. And [...]
