By Beck Tonight I get to make five zillion gluten free cupcakes that look like bats for the Baby’s library school Halloween party tomorrow. Gosh, I’m looking forward to this. Actually, I AM. I love decorating cupcakes. It’s mindless and creative in an Easy-To-Succeed sort of way and there’s candy involved. I’m going to watch…
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Things That Have Already Passed, Things That Are Gone
By Beck This is a reprint of a post from April – hence the reference to Maundy Thursday – of 2007, and it’s incredibly poignant for me, reading about The Baby curling up on my lap. It’s already done. Sniff. This afternoon, The Baby was hanging out being petulant and almost-two and I took this…
Revelations
By Beck On the weekend, I was complaining in the evening – after the kids were tucked away, sleeping in their small beds – complaining about their rotten behaviour, about how one of them had hurt my feelings at a family gathering. I felt raw and hurt and distant from my kid, muttering dark forecasts…
Fire Proof
By Beck The Baby and I have lots of weird, preschooler-sized adventures during the day. For example, this week, we (and ten other kids from her playgroup) went to the fire station and met Sparky The Giant Bipedal Fire Dog and sat in the big loud fire truck. Half of the kids were crying hysterically…
Construction Paper Heart
By Beck The Baby now has a one hour nursery school session each week, which she’s really enjoying. Parents are allowed to stay and sit on the tiny, child-sized stools in the background – or they can go, have ONE HOUR to themselves while the little goobers sing The More We Get Together and do…
Two Little Bears
By Beck I bought The Girl a silly pen at the dollar store today – it has a little pretend tv at the top, and when you press the button, POP! A picture of one of the actors from High School Musical appears. I’m going to tuck it into her lunch as as surprise for…
The Scariest Post I Have Ever Written
By Beck I have way too many small animal encounters of the horrifying kind. I wrote recently of what a spider did to me and it was just AWFUL so let’s not rehash it and this WOULD be the one year anniversary TO THE DAY of that time I found the dead mouse in the…
Fragile
By Beck It’s rarely a good thing when your kid’s school phones you in the middle of the day. Especially when you answer the phone and the school secretary starts talking in a very apologetic voice. “What happened?” I cut in, right in the middle of her greetings. “The Girl – and I don’t think…
Transfiguration
By Beck (Thanks to a technical glitch at my house – Now Home To Technical Glitches All The Time! – the melancholy post I wrote for today has been lost and in its place is this melancholy post from February of 2007. Let’s hope this one posts, or I’ll be forced to start using The…
Family Tree
By Beck My husband and my oldest child were sitting on the kitchen floor yesterday, making corn dollies. My husband is the one to go to for any task that involves manual dexterity, and even though he came home from work very sick with a summer cold, he still patiently sat there making little heads,…