I suspect, and I hope, that I may have one such moment tomorrow. And although it may turn out to be just a piece of a defining moment (with the rest to follow), I’ll settle for a piece right about now.
The Mall Milestone
We’re piling on the milestones as the girls get older. Today’s notable achievement: Chloe and a friend shopping on their own at the mall.
Chloe was so jazzed about this newfound independence that when we arrived at the shopping center, she ran towards Old Navy flapping her arms about like a bird bordering on extinction.
My Ears
My ears are the most abused part of my body. I experienced this epiphany yesterday when Chloe was talking to my right ear and Sophie was talking to my left ear. My 43-year old ears can’t take it anymore. The simultaneous cacophony has ruined my stereo-sound.
The Bicycle Queen
Sophie has been riding her big girl bicycle for almost two weeks now. As soon as we get home from work, she assaults us at the front door asking us to go outside so she can ride her bike. Sometimes, she forgets it’s raining outside.
When 1/10 is 2/10
Sophie does not like to be told she’s wrong. As the end of the school year approaches, Sophie is sick of homework.
Mother’s Day
My Mother’s Day actually started yesterday. With breakfast in bed. Pancakes, bacon, milk and orange juice, on a lucite tray I forgot we had, but which was perfect for this purpose. Chloe, Sophie and Papa accompanied the tray upstairs, and announced its arrival with a clash of cymbals. The girls made me terrific cards this year. Colorful and creative. The presents (outdoor dishes from Crate & Barrel and a new bluetooth headset) didn’t hold a candle to the cards. It was a pretty cool way to begin a weekend devoted to me.
When Mom Gets Blamed for Everything
My girls blame me for everything. Is that normal? Three days before Mother’s Day, no less? Here’s a representative sampling of the shit I get blamed for:
How Maurice Sendak Helped Define My Childhood
When I found out that Maurice Sendak died today, I was sad. I don’t tend to wallow in nostalgia when a famous person I’ve never met dies, but I made an exception in this case. Because when I heard the news, a little piece of the child left in me died with him.
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Sophie Rides Her Bicycle!
A weekend of milestones. Sophie rides her bicycle – by herself – for the first time today. Go, Sophie, go!
Chloe Has a Phone
We surprised Chloe this evening and pulled into the parking lot of a Verizon store. She suspected we were just going to look at cellphones again so that she could choose one to buy at the end of school next month. But following some exceptionally good behavior recently, we decided to advance the date of her graduation-from-elementary-school present.