mixed emotions
Posted in Parenting, Travel, daughter, heart, kids, motherhood on Jul 22nd, 2010
In front of me is a notepad and her camera. To my side is six screwed up bits of paper.
Category Archive for 'daughter'
why bother…
Posted in Dictionaries, Parenting, Study, University, Writing, daughter, school on Apr 24th, 2010
In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled. ~Paul Eldridge
a lesson in grace
Posted in birthday, brothers, daughter, motherhood on Mar 22nd, 2010
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. – Mary Schmich I’ve been waiting and dreading And yet also dreaming of the day You would ask me this question. The day you would come to me for advice, Flushed and heady, sparkling eyes, Full of that somebody new. What will [...]
a dedication to dedication
Posted in Challenge, November, Writing, dance, daughter, eight years old on Nov 18th, 2009
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your livingroom. -Mary Schmich Ladies and gentlemen… today I am taking a small break from our regularly scheduled programming… but it couldn’t be more pertinent, even if I had tried. I’d like to dedicate today’s post to a very dedicated little girl. Who [...]
Abba and Kiss and Maths and Mercurochrome
Posted in November, Writing, daughter, eight years old, memories on Nov 6th, 2009
“Sing.” -Mary Schmich Today I am singing the praises of small cheats. Nothing serious of course. A shortcut when doing chores, a quick cheats recipe when cooking dinner, time saving measures when you are short on… time. And that brings me to my post today. Which is a cheat…because I officially did not write it today. But [...]
She's short and sweet…as is this post.
Posted in daughter, eight years old, kids on Oct 7th, 2009
My daughter had a homework assignment to do. Brainstorm a BIG list of all the words you can think of that represent Australia. She started off strong… Melbourne, Victoria, koala, wombat, footy, meat pie, kangaroo, southern cross, sydney opera house, Barrier Reef, Ayers Rock, boomerang… the list went on and on… until we [...]
The Forbidden City: where it was possible to have hundreds of brothers and sisters.
Posted in China, Family, Forbidden City, Parenting, Travel, camp, daughter, kids, one child policy on Sep 2nd, 2009
Behind the Hall of Preserving Harmony is the largest courtyard of the Forbidden city. As some of our group, sweaty but determined, headed up the grand marble staircase I was distracted by a gathering of folk who seemed intent on trying to fan themselves while catching two wild children. These kids were slippery indeed. They [...]
finding the right suitcase for camp
Posted in Family, Parenting, Uncategorized, camp, daughter, eight years old, expectations, growing up, kids, school on Aug 29th, 2009
This afternoon we trolled through the garage (otherwise known as the repository for everything other than the car) looking for a case suitable for Miss 8’s impending camp. Her first camp. I finally found the one I was looking for, a snazzy-surfy one that her big brother had used on his first camp. I was elated. [...]
…and all that jazz
Posted in Family, Parenting, dance, daughter, eight years old, exam, expectations, growing up, jazz, kids, school on Aug 28th, 2009
According to my weeping daughter, who had flung herself across her bed, two girls, (count them fingers sticking up at me) two girls in her jazz ballet class got a grade higher than she did in her dance exam. I make her sit up. We wipe the trail of snot off her pillowcase and closely [...]