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...
by Mir | Aug 5, 2011 | Aspi(e)rations/AD(D)orations, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Yesterday we got to go to the middle twice; first, for Chickadee’s 8th grade orientation, then later, for Monkey’s 6th grade one. I took Chickie in the morning and marveled at how different it was, now, from her first foray into this building two years...
by Mir | Aug 3, 2011 | Aspi(e)rations/AD(D)orations
Back in May, I baked a ginormous batch of my most sinful cinnamon rolls, and I packed up a plate of them—still warm—and took them over to the middle school. I opened our meeting there with a quick disclaimer: I will always ask for a lot, at these meetings....
by Mir | Aug 2, 2011 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Sometimes I think that Hollywood primes us to expect every life experience to have a Very Special Lesson or moment of tidy resolution at the end. Life isn’t always like that. Life is unpredictable and messy and full of cliffhangers that never get resolved. Life...
