One of Sophie’s electives in school this term is playwriting. She is one of two children in her class (yes, that’s correct, one of two kids – up to you to decide whether that’s wonderful or a silly waste of teacher resources. I confess to wavering between the two). Sophie loves her teacher. For the past several weeks, they have been writing a short play that they are going to perform for their parents on Friday.
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Looking Back on 20 Years of Marriage
When I went to France in 1989 to study abroad, I never expected to meet my future husband there, let alone meet him the first day I arrived. And yet that’s exactly what happened. For the next five years, we survived many obstacles: one year of trans-Atlantic separation, another 18 months commuting between Paris and Talloires in the French Alps, and perhaps most crucially of all, a couple of years cohabitating in a 200 sq. ft. studio apartment without a TV (much to my grandparents’ horror and dismay). We married in 1994 when we were 25 years old. Today marks the milestone of our 20th wedding anniversary.
Fare Thee Well, London
Our wonderful exploration of London comes to an end tomorrow. The time passed too quickly, as time so teasingly does when one is one vacation. It’s been a fantastic trip. Mostly because I was able to spend so much quality time with Chloe and to enjoy the city through her observant and wry lens. I’ll write more about the mother-daughter aspect of the trip in my next blog post, once we’ve returned home. In the meantime, here are some final highlights. And for anyone considering a similar trip to London or Paris with their kids, I’m available to create custom itineraries for a modest fee – feel free to spread the word (my anal-retentive attention to detail ensures you won’t be disappointed).
London is Still Awesome & Stonehenge is Cool
Chloe is still having an amazing time in London. The trip has been so amazing, in fact, that when her iPod Touch went permanently missing last evening (we think it might have been kidnapped), she managed to stay astonishingly calm despite the huge disappointment of losing her electronic link to the outside world. I attribute her level-headedness to the fact that we have seen so many wonderful things over the last three days that the loss of her gadget has not been as traumatic as it would have otherwise been. What are those wonderful things, you ask? Read on.
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London is Awesome…
…Exclaims the 13-year old who is enchanted by everything she’s seen since we arrived yesterday. And anyone who knows Chloe knows she’s rarely enchanted. To quote my teenager:
“London is awesome. I like the way it looks. I like the gardens, the houses. I like the way people speak. I like the names of the streets and places. I like the food. I like the way London feels. I just like everything about London!”
Sharing Wanderlust – London, Here We Come
Chloe and I are off to London tomorrow evening, our first vacation as a mother-daughter team. I have been anticipating this moment since our babies were born, hoping that someday I’d be fortunate enough to travel with them one-on-one when they were old enough to enjoy and appreciate it.
“NUTS” – a Comic Book by Sophie
Sophie took a class called the “Art of Comic Books” at our local museum. She’s always been more of a graphic novel-type girl than a traditional novel kind of girl, and the result of her weeks-long effort at writing and illustrating her own story are spectacular, in my not-so-objective opinion.
The Trials & Tribulations of Super Truffle
Greetings, friends. It’s been some time since I last took over human mom’s blog, but I’ve been saving the stories for just the right moment. And it now seems that moment has arrived.
Chloe in a New Light
Chloe is a jeans teen. She loves her jeans. She only wears jeans, except in the summer when she wears shorts. She used to like to primp, but that was when she was seven and shopping for her was an absolute nightmare. I will never forget spending almost five hours at the mall in a tearful (she wasn’t the only one crying) quest to find a dress she’d actually be willing to wear. I firmly believe that the trauma of trying to find “fancy” clothes she liked in 2007 turned her against dresses and skirts for the next six years.
Who Was I in 1989 & Do I Really Want to Know?
Find old journals and letters.
This was one of items on my every-growing to-do list since I left my job almost one year ago. It’s not that the letters and journals were lost – I’ve always known that they were stored away in boxes in our basement, but until recently, I hadn’t given them much thought. I started journaling in high school and continued it on and off for many years. The last time I regularly recorded my thoughts in hard copy tomes was during the two-year period just after my father died in 2000 until Chloe turned one in 2002.
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