Do you ever have one of those parenting moments where something you said comes back just a little twisted and so much more funny? I did, this week. (Background: I am apparently often telling Peanut how pretty she is when she sees herself in a mirror. I did not realize this).
I am wiping off the condensation of my side view mirror on the way to dropping the girls off at the 'sitter's house. Peanut sees me and asks me what I am doing. I reply, "I'm wiping off the mirror so I can see the other cars".
She replies, "So you can see how pretty they are?"
Um, sure.
"There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do." -Freya Stark
26 January, 2010
24 January, 2010
A Brief Moment
Between work, the children, the craziness of this week, I realized that this month is coming to a close. One of my resolutions this year is to post a little more frequently here, so here I am, typing as the baby smears peanut butter on her head and says "babababababababa" as she smiles at me and as Peanut eats her toast and stops to check on her new goldfish (named Dorothy, thanks Elmo).
Since Flickr just sucked all my free time, here is a quick pic for a Sunday:

Have a good week.
Since Flickr just sucked all my free time, here is a quick pic for a Sunday:
Have a good week.
07 January, 2010
Presque Vu
I'm a little late, but I have been thinking all week about the title for this post. It's a French phrase, that, according to the internet (and you know how accurate that is) means something like the English phrase "tip of my tongue", or as one definition wrote, "on the brink of epiphany", or yet another, "almost seen".
It's a phrase that I love, for it is pregnant with possibility. How could you not love the idea of "almost seen"?
The girls are asleep for once, and I am pondering what this new year may hold for my little family. Since Punky's birthday ends our years now, I think I am paying more attention to way our time is passing. The little ones grow unceasingly and (almost) unbearably quickly. I move more slowly and feel a bit more creaky.
So, I am trusting in optimism this year. That is my one resolution. I am giving in to hope. I am choosing to believe that this young new year will treat us all well this year, that good health will hold, old friends will reappear (here's looking at you, Boo), and that we will end this year better people than when we began it.
Cheers!
It's a phrase that I love, for it is pregnant with possibility. How could you not love the idea of "almost seen"?
The girls are asleep for once, and I am pondering what this new year may hold for my little family. Since Punky's birthday ends our years now, I think I am paying more attention to way our time is passing. The little ones grow unceasingly and (almost) unbearably quickly. I move more slowly and feel a bit more creaky.
So, I am trusting in optimism this year. That is my one resolution. I am giving in to hope. I am choosing to believe that this young new year will treat us all well this year, that good health will hold, old friends will reappear (here's looking at you, Boo), and that we will end this year better people than when we began it.
Cheers!
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