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Why is it that a child just walks up to another one and smacks them 6 or 7 times on the leg, like really hard?  I'm sure there is a reason out there in that vast bloom of growing grey matter, but I just don't get it.

Luckily, these moments are brief.

  • 14 Mar 2008


Today one of the wee ones is on day 2 of 101+ fever. Doc says this could be the virus who's (?) fever ends in a mouth full of sores. 

Every time I see him, I whisper to the little guy that it won't last much longer.

(9/4/07 update) Well, the fever broke two days ago- Roseola. Since then he has been a bespeckled and cranky baby. Based on the three breakfasts he had this morning, I'd say he's feeling better today.

  • 31 Aug 2007


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Somehow, all Bridget has to do is let her wormed fishhook touch the surface of the lake, and BOOM! fish. Many fish. Lots of fish caught. Grampy dumps them into a bucket and removes the hook for the next big catch. She's a natural!
  • 19 Aug 07

A Day in the life

I don't think I'd be giving too much away to say that sometimes, being a full-time "at home" mom is, well, dull. Maybe that's not the right word. What I mean to say is the day begins- breakfast as usual. Then its time to get dressed, clean up and start something. Usually an errand or a playdate or an outing of some sort. Then there are the obligatory naps and lunchtime, not necessarily in that order. Then more clean up and encouraging the kids to keep themselves amused while more laundry is done, bills are paid, plans are made for fun some other day. Then dinner prep, eating, more clean up, baths and bedtime. From 5 to 8 p.m. is the real marathon time of the day- the big push.

Going through this day after day starts to feel like a grind. Initially I reacted by running the kids ragged, taking them everywhere I wanted to go, making sure my daily accomplishments were achieved. The feeling that came over me then during a monotonous day was something akin to holding your breath too long under water- deep lung panic. Stir crazy. Now and again I get those moments intensely, but over time (and with significant amounts of meditation), they don't ruffle me; I breathe slowly and carefully until the moment passes- like I'm in labor again.

And so realizing that I'm somehow getting better at surviving, no- thriving through a slow difficult day, I am greatful. More at peace. 

But not necessarily content. But then, life isn't perfect, is it?

  • 14 Aug 2007

How to Pass a Summer Day

This second- this moment -is in danger of spilling

away like water onto morning grass. Evaporate into nothingness.

The summer sun is sweet and the air rich with life.

Food to the senses.

Best to take it all in, everything. Let it fill your lungs and then-


Don't miss a bit

because that moment

-right now-

is all there is.

  • 11 Aug 2007

Summer Days

Today, little Ms.Bridget went to Canobie Lake Park with Mommy, little brother Nate and Grampy. Sadly, I did not bring a digital camera to record the inestimable joy she took in mechanized rides. Nate, too small to ride anything, mostly waited patiently in the stroller. When his displeasure was un-ignorable, we said goodbye to the Park. But now, the seeds of Canobie are sown and she will never be the same again.

  • Reading, MA
  • 10 Aug 2007

Congrats, Footnote!

Well, well, well! Big congratulations to going live, Footnote! Glad to see the interesting content!

Today was a winner of a day. I took little Bridget (2-3/4 yrs) and Nate (8.5 mos) to the Aquarium with some other mommies & kids. The penguins were clacking, the turtles were everywhere and the starfish were cold and scratchy. It wasn't too crowded. We even saw scuba divers feeding in the big tank.

  • New England
  • 10 Jan 2007

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Created: November 11, 2006 · Modified: March 15, 2008

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