My year with the Schmoops is DONE. A sort of memorial post over on the blog.

This post touched me in my Special Christmas Place. (In a good way ( Read more... )

It's been a banner week chez Schmoop. Monday was Schmoopelina's first day of kindergarten, which was pretty awesome. Yesterday was her first ballet class, which was seventy five different kinds of adorable. Having done ballet as a kiddo myself, I have mixed feelings about teaching technique to kids under six, but her teacher seems to have a really ( Read more... )

I had a dream last night that instead of Schmoopette, I nannied Dooce's daughter, Leta ( Read more... )

Schmoopette is learning words. Not like, specific words. Just, y'know, words. They're a new development. She practiced saying "down" while we walked down the stairs. Each stair she announced with a triumphant "DOWN!" It was not unlike when Homer Simpson rolls down the hill saying "D'OH!" DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN ( Read more... )

Schmoopette and I were coloring today and she gave me a look that suggested that she was a) pooping, b) doing differential calculus, or c) both ( Read more... )

I could tell that this afternoon that Schmoopette (having only napped for an hour) was as tired as I was (after not having slept through the night last night) when she tried to eat a pretzel and put her thumb in her mouth AT THE SAME TIME.

Someone's going to sleep well tonight!