I was looking forward to the long weekend – taking an extra day off tomorrow in anticipation of my favorite holiday of the year. I got home a little earlier than usual, only to have to deal with a relatively minor last-minute work issue that prevented me from decompressing as quickly as I had hoped.
Category Archives: Frazzled Working Mom’s Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)
Sophie’s Fort
Sophie woke up yesterday and had a brilliant idea. She gathered most of the pillows in the house to make herself a fort. The fort’s walls took up most of the living room. No one was allowed in. Least of all her sister.
Silent Sophie Dancing
One day, Sophie will watch this video and laugh. She always dances so dramatically. I think that in this particular interpretation, she’s channeling a princess whose prince has tragically turned into a toad. Or something like that.
Sophie has absolutely no interest in taking classes, but boy does she love to dance. Makes me wonder where she’ll be when she’s older. Will she still like to dance? Will she still have a good ear? Will she try out for some televised dance show? Will she ever perform in public? She’s such a girly girl!
To Vegas or Not to Vegas?
That is the question of the day. As a 42nd birthday present, my mom has very generously offered to watch the girls for most of the week between Christmas and New Year’s so that my husband and I can get some much needed R&R.
Chloe’s Prediction for 2025: Awesome!
Marionnette
Sophie rediscovered her Pinocchio marionnette, a gift that my brother and sister-in-law gave to her as a souvenir of their travels to Italy last year. In this clip, Pinocchio sings and tries to dance to “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.”
No Cuddle Chloe
Chloe refused to cuddle with me last night. I was devastated (ok, not quite devastated, but sorely disappointed). She was annoyed because we told her she had to be in bed by 9:30. But she didn’t want to go to bed.
Seurat and Renoir
When we were at the museum the other day, I asked the girls to choose their favorite paintings in each of the galleries. Chloe unsurprisingly chose Seurat – she had written a story based on this painting back in April for her creative writing class. She was actually giving me a forced smile in this photo, because I hadn’t yet come up with the scavenger hunt idea that savaged our day at the Met and she was still pissed off at me.
Scavenger Hunt
We had a scavenger hunt at the Metropolitan Museum of Art today. The day got off to a rocky start, when Chloe realized that I hadn’t really put together a scavenger hunt. I was supposed to have researched the museum’s collection online, but that didn’t quite work out. She started to mope, which made me mope. And yet, it’s often when I mope that the lightbulbs go off in my head.
Band-Aids
We are in great danger of not spending all the money in our flexible spending account by the end of the year. There’s a lot of money to be spent, which means that in all likelihood friends and family will see me in yet another pair of glasses on January 1, 2011.





