Posts tagged “family”

Hit it

Posted on February 10, 2013

Last week was chock full of sick kids, wild scenarios and, well, just about everything but the snowfall that was predicted. Saturday Sean had a gig in Lake George from 4-8pm, unusually early on account of Winter Festival. I decided to take the girls and make a night of it. The venue is right on the lake and there was a 6:30 firework show planned. We began the night at a table just off to the side from the stage. Finley was transfixed. Ave was out of her mind excited. Briar was cool, but brimming with joy. We were all together. The fireworks were spectacular. We got closer. We danced. By 9 o’clock we were all back at home doing bedtime together and feeling tired,…

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Nimbus

Posted on September 3, 2012

I love clouds. The other day I posted on Facebook about how clouds remind me of my grandmother. Today we took to the lake, a last sprint into the waning light of summer. We didn’t plan, packed light, and simply went where the day took us. From the start it was beautiful. Big, billowy clouds that even through the screen of my sunglasses, pierced straight to my heart. Memories, hope, and the gentle release of knowing how little my worries and I are. The sky, with its patchwork pattern of clouds and flirty, hard-to-get sun, tagged along. We motored North, passing our usual haunts of the Narrows and the Mother Bunch, past Sabbath Day Point and Huletts Landing. We didn’t slow until we hit…

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Let’s Not

Posted on May 22, 2012

Have you seen this post making the rounds? At first glance it could easily be written off as one of those easier-said-than-done, lofty, self-improvement posts that only make you feel worse about yourself, but then you hit number 13 and think, “This was written by a human with real emotions,” and then you read something like this article on aging parents and you consider the space you are occupying between having survived the heady, ignorant decade of your twenties and peeking toward your 40s, when your kids (or the kids) are moving ever more colorfully and dynamically toward autonomy and you are settling into a place that is neither young nor old, a middleness to fight, blend into or what? How do you really…

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“Will she still be here?”

Posted on April 27, 2012

Finley has been spending a large part of her days at Nana’s house. She goes to school in the morning, most days she asks me to drive her and requests that we not take “the secret way” which is code for an alley parents can take to have teachers pick the kids up and shepherd them into the building. We walk in hand-in-hand, kiss dramatically at the door and, and then off she goes for 2 hours at school and four hours at Nana’s. It was hard for me at first, equal parts guilt and jealousy swirling about the fours hours I might otherwise have her each day. It’s become clear that she loves it. These hours in her day are separate from life…

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Moustaches and Martha

Posted on March 26, 2012

I’m not what you’d call a baker. I loathe following a recipe, largely because it means I have to have demonstrated the forethought to have prepped (ahem, made sure I had eggs or baking soda). The thing about kids, they like to bake. They remember baking projects vastly longer than they remember painting or playing with play do! They love baked goods. And, most importantly, you cannot mold things into amazingly adorable little shapes unless you are baking. My friend Christina has a store up the road from ours called Sterling & Company. It is one of those places that you walk into and think, “One day, I’ll have the perfect taste to fill a shop like this,” and then you blush and slink…

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