Yesterday, my "work day" wrapped up with a chat with my business manager. By the way, you must remember, I am the girl who has only had one set of business cards in her entire life... and they were Betty Boop business cards I had personalized for me at FAO Schwartz that read, "Star of Stage and ...
This past week has been a blur of sick days. Today is another one (more on that, later.) I am endlessly grateful that it has just been some lingering respiratory things and maybe a touch of the stomach flu, as it is almost the one year anniversary of our week in the hospital with a sick 2 month ...
This morning, one of my cherished new friends sent this video to me, to help chase some of my sick babies blues away. [youtube=http://youtu.be/XqLTe8h0-jo] She didn't know that The Beach Boys concert with my family was my favorite concert ever. EVER. She didn't know that "God only knows what I'd be without you." is the phrase that I ...
The idealism and sense of control I felt this morning based on some creative imaginative play and happy moods has now devolved into this: It is 5pm. I have been placed in a tiara and am being forced to wield a wand. My hot cocoa just exploded in my microwave. And then I choked on it. And, my daughter ...
Today is a sick day. I am home with two sick kiddos and not feeling so hot myself (except, if you mean temperature hot, which I do, a little). Throughout the past four and a half years I have written about so many sick days; the time that my baby had her first fever and my husband ...
For him, at bedtime. Eyes close in my arms; Remembering your blue hat. Always my boy, babe. For her, at wake up. Before the sun rose you tiptoed into my arms; Hearts beating in sync.
"If you could have one wish, what would it be?" I asked my daughter, as we snuggled under the covers last night. "That you will make me popcorn for dessert." "No," I said. "I mean a serious wish." "Ok. Then I would wish for a beautiful necklace." "I mean something really important." She looked at me, right in the face, and ...
This evening, as my bestie was getting ready to leave after an afternoon of just hanging with the kids, she called to me in the kitchen, where i was cooking steak and putting away the entire drawer of tupperware that the baby had emptied. "There's a crime scene in here!" she called. And there it was. Right before ...
So, back in July, I made what I thought was the craziest call to the Pediatrician's office ever. (We thought my son had some kind of spreading rash when it was just a stain from the previous night's cherry water ice.) Well, I just may have topped it. Let me just set the scene: Temporarily, because of some work ...
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you. A. A. Milne.
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