Chloe, Sophie and Grammy made this year’s gingerbread house in record time. My mom thought she’d need at least a couple of sessions to finish its construction.
Category Archives: Frazzled Working Mom’s Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)
Happy Birthday to Me
I took the day off from work and I only sent two emails and made one phone call. Not bad. Still some room for improvement, but not bad. My husband gave me a beautiful new handbag. Sophie gave me a lovely handmade card and a huge hug and kiss. Chloe also gave me a handmade card that said, “I love you SOOOOOOO much!” She also gave me a box of 1970s nostalgic candy. While the latter is really fun, I have to admit that I love the card even more. Because I’m going to keep it. And shove it in her face in a couple of years, when Chloe is a teenager and tells me she hates me.
Chloe Has a Job
Chloe has herself a new gig as a mother’s helper. Starting on Thursday, she will be assisting our neighbor with her three kids, helping the two girls with their homework and playing with their little toddler (who, according to Sophie and Chloe, is soooooo cute).
With Two Weeks To Go
We have our Christmas tree. And not only do we have it, it’s decorated.
It Does Not Feel Like the Holidays
We still have a lot of shopping to do. Too much shopping to do. Work is way too busy and stressful. The days are too short and sleep is elusive.
But my birthday is next week and I plan to stay away from the office if I can. Because I need some time to myself and away from my desk.
I’m turning 43 and I’m still asking myself the same questions about my life as I was asking one year ago, two years ago…Will I ever come up with the answers? And more important, will I ever build up the courage to act on those answers?
Calgon, take me away!
Sophie Is Still a Fashionista…
…and she compensates for her older sister, who’s only occasionally a fashionista when she’s under extreme duress.
Apparently, the brightly colored fake hair clips are very chic among the young hip crowd. We had to convince Sophie that she didn’t need to wear a headband as well. She really loves color and patterns, even when they clash.
Chloe’s more monotone. Denim, dark t-shirts, a sweater and she’s happy.
It truly is mind-boggling to me that the same genes (and jeans) produced such radically different girls.
Sophie Ma Belle
My girly girl. She loves to dress up, she loves to pose for the camera and she loves to dance.
I was able to convince her to come to the mall today by promising her that we’d see if we could find her a new dress.
So we looked and we found. At a store selling a Spanish brand called Desigual. An adorable dress that reminds me of my favorite French brand, Catamini.
She was happy, so we were all happy. Sophie loves her dresses. Very, very much.
Sophie is Crafty, Too
Our neighbor the shoe designer brought Sophie, her future apprentice, a bunch of shoe fabric samples the other day.
Thinking of You, Dad
Thanksgiving belongs to my dad. Memories of him come flooding back on this holiday, more so than on his birthday or the anniversary of his death.
Is It Thanksgiving Already?
In my heart and mind, it is still summer. I am still in France. I am strolling through the streets of Paris, standing in snow in Chamonix with my family and speaking French 24/7. Problem is, my heart and mind are off by about five months. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Winter is sadly around the corner.