three faces: We had a great Christmas, very fun. reading with grandma These are pictures from Christmas morning, and the question: What is up with these kids? Notice their pajamas. We have tons of pajamas, pass them down kid to kid. They were sold in matching sets–tops and bottoms. The other kids wore them as […]
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Today I talked to Alicia about this again, and she told me the reason they take this round about approach is because then the dog jumps off the bed as if it’s her own idea. (I gazed at Little b.g. asleep, long eyelashes against his cheeks, his apple red cheeks, the little pretend ears on
Tonight Dan and Alicia were talking about b.g. sleeping in the middle half the night and how that’s evolved, and another kid asked about the dog—their Sheltie. Where does she sleep then? She sleeps at the foot of the bed too, and it gets crowded. Dan said, “When we want her off the bed we
Okay so his hands are sore. It’s cold and the air is dry, the tools are cold, it’s all a misery when the temps don’t rise above 10 degrees F. My hands are in too much water also, and I get those same cracks and exquisite piercing pains. Fingers are so sensitive. He fell asleep
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Thursday was the Christmas program at preschool. This is the last program I’ll ever attend as a mom there. My baby, Julia, will be a kindergartener next year, and preschool will be over. All ten of them went to this school. Our first year was in 1982, and we’ve had a child there pretty much
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Kirsten’s graduation ceremony is on Sunday! She says it’s a little surreal, hard to believe it’s real. She’s apologizing for how boring Sunday’s ceremony will be. I love graduations. They’re not boring to me at all. I listen to all the blah, blah speeches, and read all the names in the program, all the beautiful
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At bedtime Saturday night, Tim and Julia were super silly, laughing, kicking around. We yelled for them to get to sleep, and then I overheard this: Tim: “Julia, Julia, want to hear a joke?” Julia, giddy laughing: “Yeah.” More laughing, then Tim: “What’s 8+9?” Julia, still giggling and kicking around: “I don’t know!” Tim: “Weiner.”
Yesterday my daughter in law and I were talking about t.c. and what a nut he is. His mom and I are a little worried about when he goes to school, hoping he gets teachers who appreciate him. I hate that he’ll have to go at all, be molded by that place. I’d love to
It was a great afternoon. Soup’s on the stove, and the Christmas cards are ready to go. Tomorrow is Monday. love, Val
