by Mir | Aug 11, 2011 | What do I do all day?
1) Watching Chickadee pack up for school and carefully loft the new pink flute case that Otto surprised her with “because I’m proud of how hard you’ve worked with the marching band.” I never knew how much I would enjoy watching two people...
by Mir | Aug 10, 2011 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, Retail Therapy
Lord, but it’s been a good long time since I regaled you with a story about my lady-bits. I mean, lately it’s been all I HAVE ANGST and MY KIDS HAVE ISSUES and IT TOOK 37 DAYS TO BUILD THIS STUPID FENCE, and—surprisingly!—this has left precious...
by Mir | Aug 9, 2011 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
So Chickadee had a great first day of school, and Monkey had a pretty good first day of homeschooling, but then Chickadee came home with stories about her classes and friends, and THEN had to spend the evening on the computer, taking a seminar to go with her virtual...
by Mir | Aug 8, 2011 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
So. Seven years ago, when I started blogging, Chickadee was but a precocious 6-year-old finishing kindergarten. She alternately delighted and infuriated me, and I worried about her (a lot). Today she is a precocious 13-year-old, starting her last year of middle...
by Mir | Aug 7, 2011 | Aspi(e)rations/AD(D)orations, Woohoo!
“I want to study chemistry,” he said. “Do you do that here?” “Sure,” she said. “If you come here, you get to choose a lot of what you do. What do you like about chemistry?” “I don’t really know, yet, I just...
