by Mir | Apr 27, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
On Saturday, Otto needed to be on campus all day for a workshop, so the kids and I were left to fend for ourselves. No matter—we slept late, lolled around in our jammies, and about three hours later than we normally have breakfast, I made the kids some French...
by Mir | Apr 25, 2009 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Other than her very first year of life—where she went from a froggy little blob to a walking, talking, demanding little creature—I can think of no other year of Chickadee’s life where she seems so changed, to me. She began smelling less like a kid....
by Mir | Apr 24, 2009 | Detritus
It’s supposed to be 89 degrees here today. EIGHTY. NINE. DEGREES. In April. (Nope, I don’t think I will ever get used to it. That’s some craziness, right there.) When we did the big closet clean-out a few weeks ago, we took a load of the kids’...
by Mir | Apr 23, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
It’s become something of a joke with me that if I’m feeling particularly overwhelmed by life or work or some combination thereof, you’ll find me in the kitchen covered in flour. I have always loved to cook; it’s only in the last few years that...
by Mir | Apr 22, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", What do I do all day?
Every now and then I write a difficult post about Deep Thoughts that really resonates with folks, and that’s terribly gratifying, and I feel all warm and fuzzy and embrace the whole community aspect of blogging and feel like we’re all in this life thing...
