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Ni hao ma … huh?

Thursday, June 4th, 2009

Mare and Ren are each getting one activity this summer. Mare picked ballet right off. Ren did, too.
“I don’t think you really like ballet, Doodle,” I said.
“I DO!” she said.
“Really? — I think you like it because Sissy likes it. But I’m not sure you actually enjoy the class much. […]

When I grow up, I want to be my kids

Saturday, April 11th, 2009

We’re in the Loser Cruiser hauling to Marley’s horseback riding party. We’re late. I’ve chucked Mare a pair of jodphurs and boots and she is trying to squeeze into them around her dress with her seatbelt on.
“I can’t … I can’t …” — and here it comes. A Meltdown.
My shoulders are […]

Music

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

I should have gotten the iPod a long time ago.
I have always loved music. The car radio blasts, and whenever I cook, the small boombox propped in the living room window serenades me. But for the last several years I’ve been reliant on local radio stations. My CD collection is in heavy black […]

Professionals always stay current on the literature

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

Sunbeam is back from vacay. The girls lost their minds when she came in the door, covered her in loves, and within minutes Mare was making art, Doodle was naked, Sunbeam was supervising, and all was well with the world.
And then this:
“Sunbeam? Could you please get me da scissors?”
“Oh, such nice manners, Ren. […]

The haircut

Friday, March 20th, 2009

And yes, she wore the footie pajamas to the hairdressers.

Business in Front, Party in the Back

Friday, March 20th, 2009

“I wanted it to be stylish. Like a cow,” she says, blinking piercing blue eyes at me.
“Like a cow?” I repeat stupidly.
Ren had cut the front and sides short. Not bald, but short. She had bangs. I cried. I think it was the hormones.
So I waited until I was calmer […]

Da Muver — A Day in the Life of Roodley’s Momma

Friday, March 13th, 2009

“Ren — what are you wearing?”
“I want to!”
“It’s your sister’s nightgown.”
“I like it!”
“Fine. But you must wear underwear.”
“Noooo … I don’t really feel like it.”
“YOUMUSTWEARUNDERWEAR.”
“No, thanks.”
“Tights then.”
“The ones with sparkles.”
“Fine.”
She came home from school with a large rubber band holdng up the excess fabric on the nightgown. I can only hope that today […]

Girls

Saturday, March 7th, 2009

“Mare, let’s go.” I am waiting by the door for her. She comes out in her polka-dot skirt, pink sweater, and two caps — one for the Celtics, one for the Bruins.
“Greta can wear the one she wants,” she says. “And I’m bringing my book and my toothbrush … do I need […]

Just me and my Doodle

Thursday, February 19th, 2009

“My Teacher says I can’t come in tomorrow,” Ren said when she climbed into the Looser Cruiser yesterday.
I panicked.  The upper-respiratory infection that Teacher likely was referencing has been going around this family for the last month.  Watching movies all day has lost its charm, and I am so tired of cleaning up the house […]

Ask a stupid question …

Wednesday, January 21st, 2009

“Hey, don’t you think your daughter is cold?”
We’re walking into the market. Doodle is happily dressed in sister’s dress (three sizes too big and backward) a pink mop cap (hand-me-down from Cousin Raina) and red lady bug rainboots.
She is not wearing a coat.
“Don’t you think she’s cold?” the man asks. […]