On Labor Day, we took the girls to a Cubs game (Susannah’s first, Nora’s second) and had a terrific time. Even though- due to the ol’ law of If You Need To Be Somewhere, Your Kids Will Nap For Seven Hours- we only managed to see a few innings. Still terrific. Because there was a train ride with Ohmygoodness I CAN SEE OUT THIS WINDOW views of [a different part of] the city. And, after the girls figured out that {Read More}
Labor Day Is For Napping.
Happy Labor Day, friends! Hope you get to spend it doing exactly what you wanna do. (But maybe in your own bed, yeah?)
August Date: Photo Scavenger Hunt (And Marshmallows).
Oh my word, BONUS BLOG, y’all. This post is brought to you by the letter P for Procrastination (last day of August, friends!), and by the number 11…meaning I’ve now resided in Chicago for that many years. So this month’s date was superbly special, as it highlighted things I reallyreallyreally love about this city. Let’s begin: On Monday night of this past week, we had a mini date. (We didn’t think the full date would happen this month and decided {Read More}
Tiny Shoebox Dollhouses. ‘Cause Obviously.
The other day, the girls were playing with these miniature shoeboxes that their back-to-school TOMS came in (deeply discounted TOMS, I might add- because I love ’em, but 50 bucks for kiddo shoes? Yipes), and my budding environmentalist asked if we could turn them into something. We chose dollhouses, because good LORD there aren’t enough places in which the girls’ cadre of dolls can live/work/reside. However, I cannot resist dollhouses. And these shoeboxes are seriously teensy tinesy and adorable and just {Read More}
Sometimes You’ve Just Gotta Hula.
And then there are days like the one where your formerly Shy Violet of a preschooler willingly raises her hand at the free concert in the park, right at the moment when the Hawaiian band asks for hula dancing volunteers… …And she runs up in front of the stage, grabbing the hands of two complete stranger “big kids,” asks if she can hula with them, and proceeds to do just that. And you see it: this transformation from a cautious {Read More}
Summer’s Last (Lazy) Hurrah.
This is our last week of summer vacation. Now granted, with a preschooler in three-mornings-a week school and both kids in one-afternoon-a-week gymnastics, we’re not exactly Booked City (…but the every couple of hours commuting is downright truckertastic). And when they’ve got stuff to do/prep/be carted to, it’s a tad tougher to schedule my own stuff to do/prep/cart myself to. I know- wah– but it’s definitely forcing me to enjoy every last second. Which I realize totally defeats the purpose. (After {Read More}
Real Men Rock Duct Tape.
Even though I haven’t posted about him in awhile (Giving him a break from the limelight? Keeping him on his toes?), my Dad has been diligently undergoing his all-too frequent rounds with chemotherapy. (He has another one today.) But last night? He out-Dadded himself. Here are some things I know about the man: a) He’s famous for the phrase “Buck up.” (Unless his grandkids are around and looking snacky, then it’s “Who needs another Munchkin?”) b) He personifies Monty Python’s {Read More}
5 Things I Managed Yesterday.
Yesterday was one of those rather hard days. Nothing was particularly devastating, but I’d be hard-pressed to name the things I felt I did well. However, I’ll try: 5. I made the bed. We’re not talking hospital corners and starched sheets, here, but I definitely pulled the sheets up and fluffed the pillows and removed smallish board books from underneath the covers. 4. The children were fed throughout the day. Veggie and fruit options were in abundance. They were even {Read More}