I’ll admit it: trading in my sweet li’l VW Passat last night made me Feel Feelings. (I know. You’re shocked.) But even though it was supra-used by the time we bought it, it was still the nicest car I’d ever owned. And it came into our lives when I was six months pregnant with Nora, and everything was shiny and new with possibility- what with the fixer-upper we’d just purchased and all, the one which had yet to implode… It was {Read More}
Back To School. Now With More Feelings!
September 9, 2013 By Leave a Comment
I know a lot of you have been playing the Back To School game now for weeks… But now it’s my turn. With this kid. …And her Back To School helper. It’s her second year of preschool (which is what happens when you start with a Young 3s program)…but I’m just as emotional as if she were going off to college. For very short, very young people. Okay, I’m not devastated sad. Of course not. Just twinge-y. Saddish. Hormonal. And it’s {Read More}
Keely’s Best Weekend Ever (AKA Who’s Paying For All These Sitters?)
July 29, 2013 By Leave a Comment
So here’s what’s happened since we last spoke… An Awesome Weekend (’cause yeah, I’m totally channeling college and pretending that Thursday is “the weekend”): I met up with a bunch o’ bloggy pals on Thursday (although not nearly enough- it was sadly but a mere cross-section of the girls with whom I wanted to dine and shriek and hold hands)… Even though we were seated at a table for 20, Kristin and I pretended to be on a super romantic {Read More}
18 Months.
April 4, 2013 By 18 Comments
Susannah Mae- Suzy, Zuzu, The Zu, Monkey, Buttercup, Little Baby Seester- Happy 18 months. This milestone is huge for so many reasons, among them the fact that you’re no longer a baby and we get to stop annoying non-parents by counting your age with months. (Hey kid- you’re one and a half! Wicked.) Ready for anything. You are awesomely smart and alarmingly impish. You climb- Good Lord, you
17 Months Is The Best Age [For Face-Planting].
March 11, 2013 By 5 Comments
Baby’s first ponytail. Baby’s second colander. This girl. This teensy tinsy person who bodily flings herself over the side of the couch. (Again and again and again…) And then the other side of the couch. And then the back. All the while, she points between herself and the couch, shaking her finger and admonishing herself “Nonono.” And the one who climbs the radiator to push herself onto the windowsill with her elbows- pausing like a deer in headlights when she {Read More}
The Perfect Day (Doesn’t Exist).
February 7, 2013 By 4 Comments
“No, please, tell me more about your Plan For The Day.” Some mornings I wake up with A Plan. And I know exactly how the day will unfold: I’ll finally finish that scene. That one that’s kinda holding back the progress of this, the latest draft of twenty for this godforsaken play, and it will All Make Sense. (The success of this show, of course, will catapult me into crazy Financial Comfort. Because let’s be honest: I really don’t want {Read More}
The Zuzu Monkey.
January 23, 2013 By 4 Comments
This girl. This girl who stands on things she shouldn’t and gets into spaces that you’d think she couldn’t… And preemptively berates herself with a pointed finger and a Nonono… And thinks that EVERYTHING is simply amazing, including that thing you’re holding or drinking or putting on a shelf. Unless it’s a diaper or sleeves, then- Gah…do NOT want, do NOT want. (Nosankyou.) The one
Zuzu In The Box.
December 19, 2012 By 2 Comments
Still sending love, still sending thoughts, still sending donations: United Way Fund For Newtown, CT CeaseFire Newtown Facebook Memorial Fund *** This is Zuzu’s new favorite game: She brings us her Jack In The Box (or really, her Sock Monkey In The Box) and immediately sits back to watch. She winces from the first turn of the handle. Each subsequent turn is more suspenseful than the
