This Mother’s Day, if I could make one request, it would be this: one of my childhood friends, a girl who peppers most of the happiest memories of my youth, needs something, I’d like to help deliver it to her. We fell out of touch as people do, and then reconnected through Facebook. I’ve often chuckled [...]
Friday, April 27, 2012
Finley has been spending a large part of her days at Nana’s house. She goes to school in the morning, most days she asks me to drive her and requests that we not take “the secret way” which is code for an alley parents can take to have teachers pick the kids up and shepherd [...]
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
About 2 months ago Finley gave up nightgowns. Flowers, princesses, long, short, old, new, made no difference, she wanted nothing to do with them. I wouldn’t make a huge deal out of this except that it coincided with the height of her insistence that she didn’t need a diaper at night (she did. Again and [...]
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
I tiptoe in at least twice on either end of their sleep, I weave between three beds wedged in a room more suited to one, with shelves and drawers brimming with flannel and fairy wings on all sides. They sleep as they wake—wide open, tightly curled and impossibly tangled. The moment before I slip my [...]
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
We left everything to go for a spell in the country. Pocket fulls of sunlight and a heart of gratitude.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Yesterday I saw a tweet from Gabrielle Blair about an interview with Mo Willems. I immediately clicked over, as our family has long been enchanted by the storytelling and humor of Mo Willems. Imagine my surprise when just a few hours later, Avery came home and immediately said, “Wanna see me draw a pigeon?” It [...]
Friday, October 28, 2011
I have no regrets about our summer, looking back I can replay so many shimmering memories of swimming with the girls, hunting for sticks to ‘marsh the mallows‘, and diving beneath the sparkling lake water to scour the shallow shores for driftwood. Each day has a soundtrack that makes me proud as the echoes play [...]
Friday, September 23, 2011
“I can’t sleep.” It floats down from their room often; the voice behind it is always Briar’s. It’s never Avery, for her sleep comes like breathing. Sometimes Finley chimes in that she can’t sleep either, but she doesn’t mean it. Finley chooses not to sleep. She squeezes a bit more out of the day and then [...]
Friday, September 9, 2011
As always seems to be the case, the milestone snuck up on me, I didn’t comprehend that we were slipping through a window in time. I woke to the hissing that is little girls attempting to whisper. “Here, right heeeer. Psst, Ave, like this you can do it.” Followed by rustling, clanging and thundering tiptoes. “Briar? [...]
Saturday, August 20, 2011
I remember poring over photo albums and sifting through boxes of photos as a kid. We have a few albums along with the annual iPhoto albums Sean creates each Christmas now, but our history lives mostly on our phones, laptops and my blog. The girls will often ask to look at the pictures. I usually [...]
Saturday, May 12, 2012
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