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I did it again. I went and saw Pixar’s UP again yesterday afternoon with my kids. We had the grandparents meet us there, and Kid 4 sat on Grandpa’s lap and gave a play-by-play through the first hour. I finally told him to be quiet (because Grandpa certainly wouldn’t). I started to worry a little...
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Monthly Archives: June 2009It’s the hair. Like every other girl who grew up in the 80s, I wanted The Hair. The big, teased, permed, peroxided*, enormous hair. Bangs, feathers, frizz – it was all good. And I couldn’t get it, not really. I have this really thin, straight hair** that was damaged beyond all reason by nearly a... Towels: Boo-hoo, boo-hoo, boo-hoo. Wonderful Children: Hey, what’s wrong, Towels? Why are you sad? Towels: We don’t want to live on the floor. We want to go home. (*sniffle*) Wonderful Children: Oh, don’t worry, Towels. We’ll send you home. Towels: Thank you, thank you, Wonderful Children. You are so kind.  Little Princess, you are a delight. You have the strongest personality in this whole houseful of personalities. Your eyes, so beautiful, are full of light and sparkle. You are not only a school-smartie, but you know things. You have a sensitivity to things unspoken and unspeakable. You understand people, and recognize their motivations. You create... I love long, specific lists of things I need to accomplish. Because I feel so … accomplished when I’ve crossed them all off. And I do cross. No subtle check-marking for me. Nice, thick line through the job.* Today’s list is long. I intend to enlist (I can’t even think of another word, but why... This week is a little bit crazy. Not that it’s anyone’s fault but my own, mind. I’m not blaming circumstance. I could have been well on top of all this work that needs to be done. I just chose to do other things instead. Things like read. And write. And nap in the sun. So... Hey, yeah for me. I accomplished a goal today! So, naturally I am sure you want to know all about it. I jogged 4 miles. That’s FOUR MILES in a row. With no stopping. Or walking. Or moaning, weeping, wailing, gnashing teeth, crying or whining. I don’t think I’ve ever, ever done such a thing... Today you are fourteen! I can hardly believe it. How about 14 things I love about you today? I love your kindness I love your sense of humor I love your grace I love your smile I love your great big brain I love your willingness to help I love that home is where you... |