My sweet, beautiful boy. My David. Almost 6. Clinging to my leg for dear life, not noticing that all the other kindergartners are together in line and all the other parents are lined up against the wall. ”But Mom, I want to stay home with you.” (This boy who’s been in full-time care since he [...]
Entries from August 2009
August 14, 2009
Endings and beginnings
As long as I live, I will never forget the look on my dad’s face when my mother walked into a room. For 63 years, he got that look on his face every day.
Next week, we head to Portland for the wedding of E and B. E is the daughter of my cousin (makes [...]
August 9, 2009
Take good care of my baby
Sometimes I’m a little slow on the uptake.
Margaret has been driving me crazy all weekend. Oppositional. Defiant. Whiny. The worst of the “3″ behavior.
I was thisclose to selling her to the gypsies. And then I remembered.
She’s going to pre-school on Monday.
And my independent, bossy, fearless, take-no-prisoners, smart-as-a-whip, you-build-it-and I’ll- knock it-down little girl is [...]
August 2, 2009
Everyone in this house needs to calm down
I actually uttered that phrase this morning. Here’s a list of other things I said before 8:30 this morning:
1. You need to go find something to do.
2. Do you want me to put a kids’ show on?
3. We don’t crumple the New York Times.
4. Margaret, stop playing with my phone.
5. Yes, David, we can take [...]
