pene asks: How much do you think you will police/manage/be involved in/discuss/worry about R's clothing and external presentation as she gets older ( Read more... )

“You aren’t going to let me get Grand Theft Auto, are you?” B asked ( Read more... )

I am thinking about wearing my yellow dress to Pride. This dress is the centerpiece of one of our many stories about our marriage that we tell over and over ( Read more... )

One time I was sitting in G’s office (and I’ve probably written about this particular incident before, because I feel like I’ve run out of things to write and I’m spending a lot of time looping back to the same old stories) with the door closed, so his PAs probably thought that we were doing something important and secret. They would never in a ( Read more... )

R did the kids' triathlon today. The kids were so excited - ages 5 to 14 - nervous and enthusiastic as they stood around the pool and cheered for their friends. They started with the older kids and worked their way down, three or even four groups of seven for each age bracket ( Read more... )

This afternoon, R and I were making the lemon squares we make once a year. She was whisking the eggs and sugar together. She tilted her head to the side and said something completely adorable and I thought, "If she's so beautiful and sweet, I'm sure tons of guys are going to want to date her and marry her. She could easily get one who makes a lot ( Read more... )

I have a very specific memory of being maybe 25 years old and opening the mail in the office, back when there were staff mailboxes built into the wall by the receptionist's desk. I had ordered a dress from Land's End, back when you ordered from a catalog over the phone. I had ordered a pink sundress, sleveless and above the knee. When it came I ( Read more... )

"What makes the Thin Mints taste like mint?" R asked this morning. We have Girl Scout cookie boxes all over the dining room - on the built-in, on the piano - all sorted out to fill the pre-orders R has been taking for the last month ( Read more... )

We are not in love with R's teacher this year. R is learning just fine, but this teacher is a strange person who gives strange assignments. Last week, E was angry about the Christmas-centricity of the writing homework. This week, I don't like the writing assignment, either:

We shared our different opinions about how boys and girls are alike and ( Read more... )

I watch at ton of House Hunters on HGTV. It's so rigidly formulaic that I have perfected flipping through it so I can just see the houses and a minimum of filler. I love being able to see into other people's houses, both in the US and House Hunters International, because how am I ever going to see what houses are like in Maastricht or Quito ( Read more... )