One more week of work. At this time on Friday, I will no longer be an employee. As I wind down at the office, I have found that the lessening need to focus on work has given me the gift of time.
No, Sophie didn’t make that pronouncement. Sophie is too classy for that. Chloe – yes my 12-year old, adolescent Chloe – did. She is kind of gross. And messy. And tonight, as she was eating dinner, she lifted her cup of milk in order to take a sip. She brought it up to her lips and somehow missed the cup’s intended target.
The countdown is almost at zero. Seventeen days (13 workdays) until I become a full-time, no office distractions, mom. It’s hard to believe that the day is almost here. I’ve been talking about it for so long that I still sometimes wonder if I really did it. But I did.
Sophie has been battling a bad cold for the last couple of days. She stayed home from school yesterday and missed a special showing of “Oz the Great and Powerful” in the city today. It’s a funny coincidence that the two times she’s been sick since school started in September have resulted in her missing outings to New York.
Chloe’s birthday present arrived today and she immediately started to explore the creative possibilities afforded by her new camera.
For a kid who doesn’t yet have formal training, she’s showing promise. Check out her very first photo, taken just outside our house. I love the reflection of the bare tree branches in the puddle. Watch your back, Ansel Adams!
You’ll recall that Chloe’s 12th birthday present was going to be a Lady Gaga concert. We were supposed to go on Saturday and I even reserved a room at the cool Hotel Eventi in the city for the occasion.
Sophie and Papa went sledding earlier today. They had a great time, as evidenced by the video below.
Our first real snowstorm in more than two years. We awoke to almost a foot of the white stuff on the ground. Papa’s new snowblower, bought just before Hurricane Sandy struck in October, came in handy – up to a point.
Sophie’s first official story, “In the Tank,” is officially here. She even dedicated it to Ella, one her her very best friends. It’s all reproduced below (verbatim, 7-year old spelling and all). Enjoy!
According to Chloe, in order to be more American, we need to eat dinner while watching the Super Bowl next time. She paused the game earlier while we supped and now we’re suffering through the first quarter while the rest of the world is already watching the halftime show.