Something nasty happened on Monday. Specifically, something nasty happened to Riley. It’s going to be difficult to talk about the accident because it occurred during an event at a place I want to have a close relationship with over the coming years and I don’t think it particularly prudent – or necessary – to name names here….
These are my sneakers. Yesterday, Keira tied the shoelaces up all by herself. And practiced and practiced until her father arrived home so she could show him her new skill. As you can tell, she’s very proud. So am I.
Our family must make a funny sight of a weekend as we push the kids around on their bikes. Remember our backyard reconstruction? Our attempt at future thinking so the kids could have a flat strip to ride along? Turns out the bike theory was pointless. The turning circle isn’t wide enough for Keira’s bike…
Or inducted, if you will, into the world of knowledgeably testing cosmetics. Side note: Boy, those long lasting lip glosses are hard to get off aren’t they?
and then the writer asked her so what have you been working on? She said I’m writing something for Penguin which was a slippery answer, even a fib if your interpretation of the preposition ‘for’ equates to ‘request’ or ‘want.’ I’m sending off a submission to Penguin this week would’ve been more accurate. Not that her answer…
Okay, starting at the top left hand corner and going in a clockwise direction: 1) Swimming Pool 2) Hannah Montana Bed Covers 3) New Swimmers, Size 7 4) Strawberry (fridge) Magnet* 5) Pink Playdough 6) Picture Frame 7) Laptop** 8 ) Care Bear (purple) 9) Piano Keyboard 10) Hannah Montana Punching Bag 11) Folder for…
After a run on the treadmill, I had a lie-down to read while Riley played games on Adam’s iTouch.
I’ve basically given up on NaNoWriMo. That’s hard for me to admit because essentially it’s another way of saying, “I am a quitter.” This is both true and false: I could bang away on it and am choosing not to, but I am pretty convinced if I did the words just wouldn’t come out right. And I know, I…
