Sunday, February 24, 2013


Seren has one of the most vivid imaginations! And I love to watch her interact in her imaginary world. She is a true believer in magic.

On Friday night, she randomly wrote a note to the Tooth Fairy. Actually, it was a Valentine. She also wrote a Valentine to Santa. But she decided that they may bump into each other if they both were in her room at night so she would just leave one for the Tooth Fairy.

The Tooth Fairy had a long week, apparently. Because she just took the note on Saturday morning but did not write Seren back. Well, this was concerning! Seren wondered what could be the problem? Was it too stormy? Did she not have a flashlight? Maybe she didn't have any paper? Or forgot a pencil? What on earth could be the problem?

With no note back the second night, Seren re-wrote the Tooth Fairy.  "Dear Tooth Fairy, what is wrong? Can you please write back and answer my questions? I love you. Seren Angus. P.S. There is no tooth."

This time Seren left her a paper and a pencil. She also made sure her night light was on and reasoned that the Tooth Fairy could just fly over to the night light for extra light if she needed it. Then again, she did have a wand- she could always just make a tiny flashlight appear.

Love it!

When do we loose our ability to see the world exactly the way we want to see it?

There are many lessons to learn from our children.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013


Life is racing
Little time for reflection.
Yet, there is lots of gratitude.
My days are spent chasing a career.
I should spend more time chasing my children.
Tired and prone to exhaustion.
Too much time 'in my head', little time actively doing what needs to be done.
Still working out the 'kinks' of life.


Keep out

Over the weekend Wyeth didn't want me to see what he was doing. So he asked me to write a note. To me. Asking me to not go into this room.  So, the dutiful mother that I am, I wrote my OWN 'do not enter' sign.  To his credit, he dictated. 

"Mom, do not look at what Wyeth is doing."


Four year olds are ridiculously funny.

"Mom! I need a haircut! My hair is stopping me from like...thinking!"

They also are incredibly sweet.

"Thank you sissy for saving my heart."

They also still aren't independently potty trained.

"Mom! Get out of the shower! I need to go pee! I need you!! I need you to wiggle my penis!"

Oh, Wyeth, you are something else.


Both kids have been invovled in gymnastcis for over a year! It costs a pretty penny but they love it! There is a 14 week session that culminated in a 'medal' ceremony in January.  For Wyeth, it was his first medal! He loved the attention! Each group of students had to some group 'routines' (bascially running, flipping and somersaulting around) and they were called up individually to recieve thier medals.

They were so happy!  It was  a great day! We celebrated by going to Dunkin Donuts!


A bit ago Seren was splashing around in the tub and started to talk to me about how badly she really wanted 'little braids'.  She gave an impassioned plea for cornrows.  There are three little girls in her class who are African American who wear thier hair in braids. And Seren was just mesmerized by the whole thing. She described that thier hair styles would sometimes change. Or, if it was really cool, they would have colorful beads in thier hair.

She was clearly very jealous of the braids and began to pine for them.

When she got out of the tub, I agreed to be put some braids in her hair. And then more braids and then I decided that I would just finish it up. It took a while and she has some seriously long hair! But we did it, cornrows!