This photo is a keeper – I wish I had been the one taking it, because had I been the one taking it, I would have been at the beach with them…
Chloe and Sophie have had an amazingly happy summer. With every passing summer day, and every new photo, they look happier and happier. How I love you, girls!
It’s quiet at home again. Mom took the girls to Cape May for the week (I still can’t get over the amazing summer they’re having), and so it’s just my husband and me in a quiet, quiet house. We didn’t even bother going to the supermarket over the weekend because it’s just us. And we’ll go out for dinner a couple of times. Sweet.
I survived Great Adventure with Chloe and her friend today, despite some serious obstacles and funny observations – enumerated below – and an earlier than anticipated departure from the park – see #7 below.
In a few days, this vase and its contents will sit on the reception desk of the hair salon Chloe, my mom and I patronize. They have offered to serve as an “authorized dealer” for Chloe’s duct tape pens, so Chloe spent a good portion of the last few days putting the finishing touches on her flowers and the sign announcing “Chloe’s Crafty Creations,” a name that may soon need to be trademarked by the IP lawyers at my firm.
I have a feeling that these pens will be gone quickly. In which case she may need to seriously consider hiring a couple of friends to help her make the merchandise. After all, she will have a college education to fund in the not-too-distant future!
I was a teenager the last time I went to Great Adventure, an amusement park not too far from where I grew up. Now, some 25 years later I will be returning to the land of Rolling Thunder with two tweens, Chloe and her friend.
Chloe and I are watching “The Social Network.” And I can’t help but think that all it takes is one good idea, single-minded focus and an enormous amount of hubris to create something great.
I wonder if I’m too old to have that one good idea. That may be the case. However, Chloe has lots of good ideas. And she’s already started to make money off of those ideas (cue those duct tape pen toppers, wallets and coupon holders). I certainly wouldn’t want her to be inspired by the behavior of the fictionalized Mark Zuckerberg in the film, but hell, if she’s inspired by the ideas and the creation and the success, then I’ll live vicariously through her.
Maybe I’m not too old to have that one great idea. I do have a couple of germs growing, I just need to nurture them. And I need the time to nurture them. One day…one day…
This is how I’ve been functioning over the last several months. I live for the weekends. I know – everyone lives for the weekends. But lately, when Monday morning arrives I think about the number of hours until Monday evening. When Tuesday arrives, I do the same. When Wednesday comes I start thinking – ok, only a couple of more days to go until I can wind down and relax.
I arrived in Ithaca last evening, after a drive that, but for the horrible car crash on Route 81 near Scranton, would have been uneventful. Chloe was very excited to see me. She would never admit it, of course, except grudgingly, but the smile on her face when she ran, literally ran, out of my aunt and uncle’s front door, said it all.
Sophie doesn’t want to read. She wants to learn to read. That’s a fine distinction. Don’t know if she’ll ever be as voracious a reader as Chloe, but at least she wants to LEARN.
In yesterday’s post, I fretted over the stupid things the girls might do as teenagers, just a few too short years away (at least in Chloe’s case). But I received a photo of Chloe today that assuaged my fears and made me think that maybe sleep won’t completely elude me over the next couple of years.
