My conversation with my five yaer old twins in the car earlier today: Eleanor: Mommy, is there a Huckleberry Street? Me: We know a Huckelberry. Our friend Stephanie’s baby is named Huckleberry. Eleanor: Yes – but do you know any STREETS named Huckleberry? Me: Well it certainly sounds like a street name. I’m sure there…
Tag Archive: George
Sound Byte: For Real
As expected – I’ve been spending all of my brief moments for writing on Listen to Your Mother planning… So this week, I’ll have to keep it simple with a quote. This is by far my favorite thing I’ve heard anyone say in a long time. Overheard bit of conversation (no idea what it was…
Make Mine A Double.
This is a repost of something I wrote a few months after starting this blog. In honor of my twins’ birthday, I shared their birth story – which started with a trip to the hair salon and ended with my husband almost passing out. I think it’s a good one. So here it is again….
When in Doubt…Gout?
Last week, I had one of those increasingly frequent inexplicable physical ailments that make me think my body is literally falling apart. It’s age right? I’m just getting old. As if wrinkles weren’t enough of a reminder… This time it was my knee. Not my favorite body part on the best of days, it decided…
Just [Tae Kwon] Do It
I’m skipping Monday Links this week since I really need to write something other than a list of great stuff other people posted. I had a few of my own stories to tell last week and never got around to them. This has been happening far too often lately because I feel like I need…
[Pre]School is Out for the Summer!
Friday was the last day of preschool for the twins. Well – until September. They still have another year before they start Kindergarten. But this was their first year of real school and I have to thank them for making the entire process SO EASY. Oliver wasn’t nearly as keen on the idea of school…
DUS DORGE!
I’ve written about my quirky “middle child” George and his very distinctive turns of phrase. And I know I really should be working on this with him now that he’s approaching age five… But I’m sorry – it’s just so damn cute. I dread the day when he stops saying “Hey AY-body!” (“Hey everybody!“) I’ve…
Data Entry Hell, the Twins Want Me to Look 80 Before I’m 40, AND LINKS!
I have mentioned a few times that I’m working on setting up an online store for my parents’ home furnishings shop, Style Key West. And I actually had the hubris to think that it would be all done by last Friday. I even ignored my blogs for a week to work on the project. And…
I did it!
So tiny, four year old George wanted to ride on HUGE, six year old Oliver’s brand new bicycle. I have not idea how he actually got moving…maybe Chris pushed him? But I’ve been watching this non-stop since we downloaded it. Now that’s the kind of attitude we all need to adopt.
Brave Hands
My son, George is four years old. He is small and slim. He looks fragile – huge brown eyes floating over a wisp of a body. Tiny shoulders. Pale skin you can almost see through. In his raggedy, end of season too short pants, he looks like he just walked out of a production of…
Mother to three children (four if you count my husband), keeper of a moderately sane house, admirer of beautiful interiors and fashion that becomes more and more "young" for me, textile junkie and believer in the power of wishing really, really hard. I wage a daily battle against feet on furniture, "outside voices" inside, the ever widening chasm between now and "when I used to work," wrinkles, a lack of personal time, dust and the constant arrows that having a special needs child shoots directly into one's heart. So far dust and wrinkles are winning, but only because even the best of multitaskers have their limits.