Processing. 26 Aug 2013 | 07:43 am

I know that I promised not to neglect this space quite so much, and I really did have the very best intentions not to.  Several of my relatives use this blog as their primary means of checking in on o...

This is why the world implodes when I mis-identify a dinosaur. 9 Aug 2013 | 05:16 pm

Eleven things I really love about my kids right now: 9 Aug 2013 | 05:15 pm

    1.  They adore one another.  Charlotte can make Evelyn laugh and keep her entertained like nobody else.  She keeps a close eye on her, making sure she doesn’t get into anything dangerous and alert...

My grandbaby is a dinonychus named Rosie. 25 Jul 2013 | 06:49 am

Charlotte has recently taken a significant interest in dinosaurs.  The child lives and breathes dinosaurs.  This morning at breakfast she was so busy chattering to me about her toy pachycephalosaurus ...

Two minutes ago. 22 Jul 2013 | 11:28 pm

    -  Okay, Charlotte.  Here’s how the rest of the day is going to go.  We’re going to clean the bathroom right now.  Then we’ll get you bathed and wash your hair.  Then it’s naptime and after nap we...

Love, love, love.  Again. 15 Jul 2013 | 09:52 am

Evelyn is crawling across the floor to me, whimpering.  She is tired and she is hungry, so I turn off the water and I set down the sponge.  The dishes can wait.  I scoop her up and I feel her body rel...

Knight school. 3 Jul 2013 | 07:55 am

This past winter Donald noticed that Charlotte was increasingly speaking to him in French and asking him to read French books.  “I guess it’s time that I took a French class, isn’t it?” he said to me ...

Letter to my wild birds: 47 months and 7.5 months 25 Jun 2013 | 11:02 am

Dear Charlotte and Evelyn, Yesterday morning we woke up slowly.  After your father left for work, I heard the telltale pitter patter of little feet crossing the bedroom floor and felt a tug at my shi...

This is how Charlotte draws a rainbow. 18 Jun 2013 | 08:35 am

She gathers the colors she wants.  Sometimes a rainbow has only one color in different shades.  Sometimes it has every color she can find.  She picks paper - usually construction paper, but junk mail ...

We are still alive. 14 Jun 2013 | 11:41 am

Evelyn’s first taste of food was a mulberry, plump and dark on my parents’ tree.  Two weeks later, I found a ripe boysenberry perched in the middle of our bramble.  I tiptoed through the patch and plu...