When my sister was born, the pediatrician came to examine her in the hospital. He held her up with one hand, naked and red, as she bellowed in protest. “Well,” he told my mom. “She’s appropriately pissed.” Meaning, of course, that her reaction was to be expected. It wasn’t pretty, it hurt to watch, but [...]
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The World of Two
The other night he had a dream and called out in his sleep: “I want my spider back! I WANT my spider back! I want my SPIDER BACK!” I waited a minute to see if he’d settle back to sleep on his own, but the demands became pretty clear: dude needed his spider back. “What [...]
Portland: Then & Now
This was our third summer spending time in Portland and the third year in a row visiting the same family, staying in the same place, doing many of the same things at the exact same time of year. There is something about returning to a place you have been before, only with children who are [...]
Just The Two Of Us
You and me, three days a week for six straight hours. You, me, the dog, the errands, the cleanup and mess-making, the NPR in the background and the openness of the day before us like classified ads. We could do this? or maybe that looks fun? We could see what our friends are up to? [...]
A little Tuesday list…
I just calculated the number of quesadillas I have made in my lifetime and I arrived – quite conservatively – at 1,560. There is a grosgrain ribbon in my house that will not go away. Everywhere I look, there it is. It’s red and white striped and would look lovely as a gift wrap accent [...]
Two Conversations
These are two conversations that made me laugh yesterday, and if I don’t write them down I’ll forget them, and if I don’t write them down here, then why do I have a blog? Right?
The Greatest Game
The following is a guest post by Boy Powers, age 21 months (today!), who has a new and all-consuming passion he’d like to share with you. Go watch golf with Grandpa? Watch golfer. Hit it to green. Nice job, guy! Almost missed it. Hit it to flag. Almost missed. Try ‘gain. Hit it to sand [...]
Trash Day
As promised, the guy in the big truck comes. He waves at us from his high station. Sometimes he honks. We watch the enormous robot claw arm hug the trash can, lift it over the open bed of the truck and dump in a week’s worth of life’s excess: dirty diapers, fruit snacks wrappers, lollipop sticks, paper towels soaked in spilled milk, tissues wet with tears and snot.
Words, two of them together
It started last week with Bye-bye, Dada. Two words together. Not one word repeated sixteen times followed by a quick breath and a new thought and another word, also repeated, as in Mama! Mama! Mama! Up! Up! Up!, but a little phrase. A first sentence. A combination of thoughts. And now it goes on all [...]
Swing Song
Swing Song Here I go up in my swing Ever so high. I am the King of the fields, and the King Of the town. I am the King of the earth, and the King of the sky. Here I go up in my swing… Now I go down. A. A. Milne, Now We Are Six
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