Wednesday, August 11, 2010
My little Elsie all tears this morning. Every little thing setting her off. And me trying with all my might to be patient even as she refuses to comply. For example, adorning the little girl’s body in one of her many pretty dresses, purchased for…many a pretty penny in a fantasy time when the mother [...]
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Elsie is really busy these days…confiscating my possessions with the word “MINE!”, crank calling all the nice people in my contacts list and turning over her juice with a lily-white (thank you, thesaurus, that just about sums it up) “UPSEE DAISY!” We call her imp girl. I think my mother might have coined the phrase. [...]
“Sometimes I feel like crazy people live here,” says my sister looking at the whiteboard in the kitchen. Currently it reads: A GO train in the sky A bird you go into “Yeah, those are Simon’s and my descriptions of plane travel. Hardly crazy. Just another Elsie-teaching moment, sister. Don’t all good parents scribble teaching [...]
And this would be the nameless thing on wheels. Part car, part truck, part ugly monster. Today I came home and it was in the corner of the garage. I promptly pulled it out to get some air.
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A precious Victoria day. I can take or leave the Victoria part…and couldn’t even muster the energy to read the entire Wikipedia page on the history of the holiday…but time with family is certainly precious. So thank you Queen Victoria for whatever you did for Canada. (I can say ignorant things about Canada’s history because [...]
I was momentarily considering taking a job that would require writing five “newsflashes” every day for a blog at an inordinately low price. My husband talked me out of such madness, suggesting perhaps I didn’t need more things to distract me from the play I’m trying to write—let alone the fragmented brain required to come [...]
The last couple of nights my dreams have been incredibly vivid, and frankly I’m annoyed. Usually I sleep like a baby. Not my baby. But someone’s baby. So the night before last, a group of us was being hunted. We found ourselves in an apartment waiting for the killers. I think I might have slipped [...]
I cut Elsie’s hair. Yes I did. Totally unceremoniously with big blue kitchen scissors. No pre-measuring or combing…just a big ‘ol snip accomplished in a moment. The effect was surprisingly drastic. I feel like a bad mother. Why didn’t I get the video camera and make cupcakes for the event? I don’t know. I was [...]
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Thursday, October 29, 2009
This whole Halloween thing has me a little riled up (internally). Yesterday at the grocery store the clerk asked me if we were taking Elsie out for Halloween. An innocent question—which had the potential to be answered with corresponding simplicity. Like ‘Yes!’ Or even ‘No!’ Or to elaborate just a wee bit, ‘Not this year.’ [...]
Elsie lies beside us indicating that she is ready to face the day. Her not so subtle hints: constant animal like movements in every direction. Splayed on her back then quick on her knees rocking like an eager puppy; now back into downward dog chanting doo-be-doo-be-doo, then summersault back to prone. Repeat. The best part [...]
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