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The Fine Print

Posted on May 31, 2007

I definitely missed a disclaimer when we bought Briar this shirt. See, I thought it was just a cute tom-boyish shirt. I had no idea it meant that I would have to deal with worms. Worms! Ew! I take back every blasphemous thing I’ve said against the princesses. I’ll practice kindness, demure servitude and never leave the house without lipgloss and baby kitteny goodness if I can just please never have to deal with another worm being thrust in my face.* * I realize that to you moms of boys one worm is no big deal, but I ask you to think back to a time before you were indoctrinated into the world of penis discovery and then later bathtime penis grabbing. Understand for…

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A lifetime

Posted on May 31, 2007

Bedtime tonight was unusually tender, perhaps it was the exhaustion and gratitude of another day of front porch fort play near mom and post work day frolicking at the park with mom and dad. After a shared dinner of cold sandwiches and laughter we made our way upstairs for a bath and then bed. The girls played and complied as we rinsed half the backyard from their scalps and between their toes, careful as we went over their matching tailbone bug bites. After very little play they both asked to get out. The postbath ritual has become a game of hide and seek in Avery’s room, which entails Briar scurrying onto the bed and covering most of her dewy little body with a towel.…

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Perfect

Posted on May 29, 2007

I would need a few extra hands to count the number of times I have wasted a 3 day weekend. You go into Friday with the best of intentions, but by 2pm Saturday it’s too late to go anywhere and then Sunday is spent like a Sunday instead of a Saturday, which means Monday is really a second Sunday. Great, a Saturday and two Sundays. Did I lose you? Doesn’t matter. It was a meandering way of getting to: We had a perfect weekend. I honestly can’t recall the way the whole thing played out, though I distinctly remember Friday morning calling Sean and saying, “Funniest thing, turns out Memorial Day is in fact this weekend.” The date book abhorring genius that I am…

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Miskerchief

Posted on May 27, 2007

Our sitter had her baby one week ago today. It was the eve of my second biggest event of the year at work. We just needed to get through last Tuesday and it would be smooth sailing. I was half way to my event when Sean called, “Ok, so I have to tell you something. Promise not to freak out.” Luckily, I don’t go in for the pre-event flip out. It’s just too much of an impediment to get ruffled and hysterical, better to bear down and get through it. Plenty of time for hand wringing and oh-poor-meing afterword, but by that time what’s the point? “Sure, what’s up?” “Jen had the baby last night.” “Oh! Oh. Oooh!” “There both fine. It’s ok.” “Ok.…

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