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Nameless, Dateless
On November 9, 2008 | 1 Comments

Life feels new to me today. We closed our play last night, you see (and this word, “closed” makes it seem a Much Bigger Deal than it was, as it only ran two nights. But we are, for now, a small school), and so the day feels less compressed, less hemmed-in than the last weeks […]

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At Our House
On September 25, 2008 | 3 Comments

Emma Grace received her first American Girls catalog today. We looked through it together (after she looked through it while she was waiting for me to look through it with her), and then we looked through it again, this time with a Sharpie marker wielded perilously by her hand, circling the (many) items she might […]

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Poem
On September 15, 2008 | 7 Comments

“To a Pig” I’ve watched you now a full 50 secondsNibbling on that piece of cornSnout like a boat in your grub.Then what joy awaits you when you see a soggydonut on a pancake. This farm is mine, my father’s pigs,My uncle’s silos, my mother’s barns.Come often to me, fear no pork,here lodge as in […]

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Rain
On April 29, 2008 | 1 Comments

Today we had rain. I bought umbrellas for Bill and me way back in January, when the drought we had been suffering all fall and winter appeared to be abating. It had been so long since we’d needed an umbrella, I didn’t remember ever seeing one in house or car, and when the January display […]

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The Natural
On March 15, 2008 | 4 Comments

We have a friend named Nate who makes films. You can visit his film site by clicking on his company name, “Fourth Line Films” on the right. Or you can visit his blog here. Both links would be Very Much Worth your time. We got to know Nate last spring when he and a film […]

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Oh Boy!
On December 29, 2007 | 0 Comments

As of yesterday, he’s nine years old. Nine. Happy, Happy Birthday, Dear Everett!!! We are so glad You Are.

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A Literal Interpretation
On December 5, 2007 | 0 Comments

In October, Everett’s music class put on a little show. They acted out and sang the African story of Abiyoyo, a monster-like creature who plagues the villagers in a small town. I didn’t get to see the play, but I heard about it. Everett told me the story. The villagers, as I said, are plagued […]

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And I Was Afraid He’d Never Like It
On September 20, 2007 | 1 Comments

You know, the thing about parenting is that there’s no handbook. No manual. No real instruction At All. So people try to create these things. You’ve seen them: You and Your Daughter, The Strong-Willed Child, Raising Boys, Six Points for Raising Happy, Healthy Children. All worthwhile, I’m sure, in their way. All worth reading. And […]

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Contents
On September 13, 2007 | 2 Comments

I just cleaned out my purse. Some of the items found therein: -an Amnesty International sticker to put in the window of my car-the stub from my latest paycheck-a Mozart c.d.-a target receipt-a gift card to Omega Sports, received by William at his birthday party and given to me forSafekeeping-a discount card for Michael’s-the faculty […]

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Everett Reads
On July 20, 2007 | 1 Comments

Everett has been a strong reader for about a year now. He reads fluently, and with expression. And he can read Long Books: this past school year, he and I read the entire Harry Potter and the Sorceror’s Stone together. The problem is that he doesn’t like to do it. This baffles me. How could […]

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