I was standing at the kitchen counter, doing dishes, I think. Emma Grace was coloring at the kitchen table. Suddenly she got up from where she was working and crossed the room to the drawer where we keep the scissors. I did not turn to watch her; there was no need. She is six and […]
Read moreLast Saturday when I headed out for my morning walk, I noticed there was a jingling in my pocket. Of course I reached into the pocket, and there, accompanying the house key, I found two acorns. Two very tiny, bitty little acorns, collected I don’t know when by my daughter, collected because they were of […]
Read moreDinnertime. Everett has the floor. He’s telling us about a Very Bad Thing that happened to him today. (Emma Grace has something to say. We ask her please not to interrupt.) It would seem that some of Everett’s friends were called a name today, and that this name was a Bad Word. This, of course, […]
Read moreShe was helping me at the kitchen sink. I was scrubbing potatoes, and she was washing the sink with the long-handled-soap-dispensing-spongy-scrubbing-thing we have. Then I turned the water on, and then I let out a little scream because, Very Suddenly, my shirt was wet. She had wrapped a rubber band around the handle of the […]
Read moreWhat Do you do, I want to know, when your six-year-old daughter and her little friend get hold of a can of Deep Woods Off and spray it All Over the playroom? Okay. Not All over. Not really All. But Definitely on the Playmobil pirate ship. And the plastic drum. And Many of the Lego […]
Read moreThe other day in Target I told Emma Grace she could pick out a new nail polish. She found this both delightful and confounding. She spent a Long Time looking. “Look, Emma,” I said. “Here’s a nice shade of pink.” I have never been a “pink” person, but a nice, sweet pink color seems good […]
Read moreBelieve it or not, O Reader,there is a method to my madness. When it comes to posting in this blog, I Have A Plan. And it involves a kind of variety (the only variety that I, as sole contributor, can make), a balance, a careful consideration of what to post next and what was posted […]
Read moreHere they are: Olivia Mae and Emma Grace a week ago Sunday, playing outside in the rain. It was fairly warm out there, so they donned Emma’s bathing suits and went out to play. Yes, they are each holding one of my measuring cups. I never really was clear on the “why” for that tool, […]
Read moreWe all do it, you know: make sense of something unknown by basing it on what we do know. This is how, I think, all learning takes place. But sometimes we make mistakes. My Uncle Ron, raised as he was on Long Island in the 40’s and 50’s, had never seen a one-horse open sleigh. […]
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