Entries from February 2008

February 28, 2008

Mid-life What?

Let’s say there was a woman, and for ease of discussion, let’s give her a name.  We’ll call her Belle, shall we?  And just for fun, let’s say that Belle is the mother of a young child.  Let’s note that the child is in elementary school, and we’ll just leave it at that.  Now, let’s [...]

February 26, 2008

Fair Weather Friends

Woe is the life of a six year old.  I mean, who knew kids could be so… fickle?  Snags has decided to start a club.  But only kids who are nice to him can join.  This leaves Trevor and Zane out, that’s for sure. Because they aren’t nice.  In fact, they aren’t even Snags’ friends [...]

February 22, 2008

The Trap at the Bottom of My Staircase

What does my son, Snags, do in the mornings while he’s waiting for me to take my shower and get dressed so I can drop him at school and get myself off to work?
Well, he does stuff like you see in this photo. That is the “trap” he made to trap me upstairs one morning. [...]

February 13, 2008

Because I’ve Got Nothing Else

It’s been a bad couple of weeks.  Our household has been plagued with strep, then pneumonia, then nasty head colds, and bad tempers.  The roads outside are covered in ice.  There are accidents everywhere, roads are closed, but work is still open (lace up the skates?).  Schools start late today, but the powers that be [...]

February 7, 2008

The Boy Who Knew

If I am honest with myself, I have to admit that sometimes my child scares me.  There is something about him, something I can’t put my finger on, exactly, that isn’t right.  Or maybe it’s just that something is too right.  How I might be if instead of needing contact lenses, I got LASIK and [...]

February 4, 2008

Our Summer Building Plan

Kindergarten has been talking about “things that make us special and things we like about ourselves.” As part of this curriculum the students are supposed to bring in an item for a special show-and-tell event. The item should demonstrate something the kids are good at.  Snags’ teacher sent home a list of examples: children could [...]