I just calculated the number of quesadillas I have made in my lifetime and I arrived – quite conservatively – at 1,560. There is a grosgrain ribbon in my house that will not go away. Everywhere I look, there it is. It’s red and white striped and would look lovely as a gift wrap accent … Continue reading »
These are two conversations that made me laugh yesterday, and if I don’t write them down I’ll forget them, and if I don’t write them down here, then why do I have a blog? Right? Continue reading »
I love discovering an old purse in my closet that has been filled with maracas, a train, some plastic dinosaurs, a shoelace, and a couch from the dollhouse. I love imagining the make-believe scenario that brought these small objects together and where they were traveling in a tacky crocheted satchel. I love being the guardian of the imagination that concocted that scenario. I love that I don’t really need to know what it was all about, and that it has already passed – a moment in playtime – leaving behind just the artifacts of its existence, pieces of plastic and wood worn by time and little hands, pieces that I will put back in their colored bins after bedtime, trains with trains, blocks with blocks, in the way that makes sense to me but not to them. Continue reading »
If you send a preschooler a package with her name on it, she’s going to want to open it right away. Once she sees that inside the package is a beautiful party dress, likely intended to wear on Easter or her upcoming 4th birthday, she’s going to want to wear it to school the very … Continue reading »
A couple of weeks ago the kids were in the bath and Mr. Powers attempted to teach Girl Powers the Golden Rule. It went something like this. HIM: Do you know what the Golden Rule is? HER: No. HIM: It’s one of the most important rules there is. It means that you should treat other … Continue reading »
I’m kind of in love with phonetic spelling – especially of the preschool variety. Maybe it’s funnier because English is such a jacked up language that nothing – really, almost nothing – is spelled the way it should be. We teach our toddlers the ABC song, painstakingly help our preschoolers learn the sound that each … Continue reading »
I’ve been doing a little spring cleaning. No, silly, not in my HOUSE. Right here on the blog! If you’re reading this by email subscription or RSS feed, click on over to the site itself. I’ll wait. There, doesn’t it look nice? Fresh and clean, right? (That’s actually the name of the WordPress Theme – … Continue reading »
Today on Scottsdale Moms Blog I’m talking about taking the kids to a baseball game that starts at (eek!) naptime. Oh, and I also rewrote the lyrics to Take Me Out To The Ball Game and posted a whole bunch of cute pictures. Click on over to read and enjoy!
The following is a guest post by Boy Powers, age 21 months (today!), who has a new and all-consuming passion he’d like to share with you. Go watch golf with Grandpa? Watch golfer. Hit it to green. Nice job, guy! Almost missed it. Hit it to flag. Almost missed. Try ‘gain. Hit it to sand … Continue reading »
This cross-stitched poem was made for my mom by a neighbor, and then just recently given to me for my birthday (thanks, Mom!). I love it: As an incurable copy editor* (with a particular loathing for gratuitous apostrophes), however, I feel compelled to compose a few lines of my own: An Editor’s Prayer Give me … Continue reading »
