“Momma,” Ren says, pushing a sword into my hand. “You be da bad guy.”
“Okay,” I say gamely. She holds up a crumpled piece of paper.
“And dis is da plane, and you trying ta get it, o’tay?”
“Right,” I say, thrusting at the plane.
“No, no, Momma,” she says, deep concern in her eyes. “Dis […]
It’s not a problem you hear very much about.
Which is part of the problem.
I’ve been reading coverage of the Joseph Duncan murder trial. He has been convicted of stealing two children, raping and torturing them over the course of a few weeks, and then finally murdering one in front of the other.
I think […]
Cute Husband and I have discovered those cool big red machines in the grocery store out of which you can rent a movie for a buck. Selection’s not great, but it’s convenient.
The machine is near the checkout, and when that’s the only thing I’m going for, I go in the out door. I […]
When I pushed open the door to the small church rec. hall my first thought was that I had not been this nervous in a long time. And then I wondered just how nervous El must have been, all the times she walked into this room – before she was serious about it and […]
“Momma, can you tell me the story of the Dark Knight?”
Mare has asked me this four times in the past couple of hours. I have ascertained that she does not mean Batman — (hmm… Heath Ledger. Boy I’d like to see that again) — So I keep putting her off because I’m not […]
I love autumn: the crisp-cool air, the first feel of jeans and clogs, the colors, the way the days are cool at the beginning and end but warm in the middle.
I love autumn food — pot roasts and cheesey things with garlic. Seared meats in pan sauces with buttered startches to soak them up. […]
“Congratulations,” I said to Ellie, on the first anniversary of her sobriety. “I think you’re awesome.”
“Thanks. It’s really a strange thing to celebrate. But I’m milking it. ‘Hey, I can stand upright and I’m aware of what’s going on, give me presents!‘”
“I feel morally obligated to blog that.”
“I totally understand.”
Ren spent much of Mare’s first horse show glaring.
Ren — and this may be quite a shock — can be a jealous little thing.
“When it gonna be my turn to be in a show? When can I get a ribbon? MOMMA WHY SISSY GET TO DO DIS AND I DON’T???”
“When you’re older,” I […]
Aw, so sweet …
… and then this is how you know it is our family:
We went on a walk through the woods. We found a tall purple flower, blooming in a patch of sunlight. The sun coming through the leaves, lighting the bark of the trees, the shimering purple, were breathtaking. I […]
“I didn’t mean to be an activist, I was just very angry.”
Blue light from the projector cuts over Chaz Maviyane-Davies’ face as he moves, gesturing toward the screen that displays one of his graphic art images from the Zimbabwean elections. His hair is in short dreadlocks and he sports black glasses and a […]
