If you don’t have anything to say…
Jun 17, 2004 Parenting
…post pictures!
Every year for Father’s Day Noah and I go get one of those cheap frames with the pop-out glass and really wide matte. You can get them at Pier One and World Market (Cost Plus out West). Noah picks out a picture of him and Brett doing something together and then he decorates the matte. We’ve been doing this since Brett’s second father’s day. (For the first one Noah was only about 5 months old so we just got him storybooks.) They’re really cute so I took pics of the first one and the one from last year (those are Pokemon of love and of course, some hearts for good measure). And here is the picture that will receive the royal treatment this upcoming Sunday: I’m kind of crazy about it.
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7-year old imagination
Jun 16, 2004 Parenting
Yesterday Noah came upstairs to tell me about the story that he was playing. It’s a very good story.
It seems that there are these creatures called “despairs” and they come in all shapes and sizes. Despairs cause angst and sorrow to the families whose homes they visit and so there are knights who live to catch them. The trouble with despairs is that you can only poke them with a pin because if you slice them with a sword, their ghosts rise and the wind blows them across the world causing great grief for us all.
There’s more to it then that like the varieties of despairs and how you go about catching them. He’s changed the story today to include a deadly breed of despair and he’s finding it all very exciting.
I love my boy.
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Finished!!!
Jun 16, 2004 Parenting
My assignment is done thank GOD! Today was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Madison slept poorly, therefore I slept poorly. She woke me at 3am by peeing out of her diaper and all over me, all over herself, and all over my side of the bed. Then I woke up with a stiff neck and a really bad attitude. We had a day full of errands and Madison rediscovered her hatred for the car seat — something we thought she was out-growing. I didn’t get much work done and headed out for a family dinner with my long-lost brother in a panic that I’d be up all night.
But here it is, just midnight and I turned the piece in twenty minutes ago.
Life is suddenly very, very good.
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This makes us laugh
Jun 15, 2004 Read/heard/seen
Noah and I enjoy an early morning Kitty Cat Dance. It helps keep us cheery.
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Some update
Jun 14, 2004 Writing
I’m taking a break about 3000 words in. Finally — finally! — the thing is beginning to flow! I had 326 words this morning when Brett sent me to the library (convincingly arguing that it’d be easier to work there) and then he dropped Noah off at his soccer camp and he and Madison took me out to lunch. I ended with a couple of hours at the bookstore. Now I’m home and about to finish the thing off.
I’m not trying to get it perfect because my editors will likely have some thoughts and I don’t want to spend a lot of time playing around with commas when I may need to rewrite big chunks of it. At least the thesis is intact and the flow/voice of the thing probably won’t change much (god willing).
I’m coming out of this feeling good about writing the proposal I have planned. I’m also very happy because I came home and my husband said those oh so beautiful words to me, “I don’t know how you do it.”
He used to care for Noah on weekends when I worked at the shelter (Noah was a bit older than Madison is now) and that was good because it gave him real appreciation for what exactly I was doing all day. It’s not that Brett would ever think staying home with kids is easy or expect me to find time to sew buttons on his shirts or anything, but staying home this one day opened his eyes a bit. And it helped him understand why it is that I feel very ambivalent about the possibility that work will renew my contract. (Ambivalent = terrified of poverty but even more terrified of an increasing work load.)
He took the kids to Noah’s baseball game to give me another hour or so and then his visiting brother from Portland (not to be confused with my visiting brother from Eugene) will be coming by this evening.
It’s Oregon Brother-o-rama around here.
