Entries from May 28th, 2009

Bad Hair Day

May 28th, 2009 No Comments

  My baby girl has a hockey haircut.  Her honey-blonde shag is short across the forehead, long at the neck– a classic mullet.  My husband thinks it’s funny.  “You look like you’re from Duluth,” he tells her in a Midwestern accent, but I am mortified.  I want her immediately restored to feminine cuteness, either under [...]

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Adventures in Overparenting

May 25th, 2009 2 Comments

How do you allow your children freedom to explore while simultaneously ensuring they don’t kill themselves?  As a lucky parent of a “high-spirited” toddler, this question frames my life almost daily.  I’ve never considered myself a laissez-faire person, but sometimes I’ve erred on the opposite side of caution, alarming my friends and relations with the [...]

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The 4 G’s: Girls, Gardening, and “Gossip Girl”

May 24th, 2009 No Comments

Why haven’t I been writing more?  I have lists of projects and article ideas, drafts of essays, editors to contact, queries to compose, and of course my ever-unfinished poetry manuscript… But it’s all languishing in my notebook because it’s late May and I have gardening fever.  AND I’m addicted to “Gossip Girl.”

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Covergirl, Coverdaddy

May 19th, 2009 No Comments

Guess what’s going to be on the cover of the June “Father’s Day” issue of Parent Express magazine?  Yep, this photo!  It’s  T. with 12-month-old A., sitting up on Heifer Hill (at BEEC in West Brattleboro) watching a cow.  I know it’s not Vogue, Cosmopolitan, Esquire, or even Parenting, but I’m still chuffed.  I snapped [...]

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Survival Mode

May 18th, 2009 No Comments

We’re over the stomach flu, but Tim is in the hospital with a mysterious Staph infection in his knee (possibly MRSA).  He’s been there since Saturday night, on IV antibiotics.  We are in Survival Mode.  I pulled a deer tick out of A’s neck yesterday with my eyebrow tweezers.  She yelped and yanked away, and [...]

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Chickens!

May 11th, 2009 2 Comments

 The chickens are here.  They arrived at 7 am today in a  metal crate.  A. and C. watched spellbound as we  transferred them into their new home, The Chicken House (an ingenious rolling chicken condo–complete  with sunroof, nesting boxes, and egg-gathering flap–which T. designed and built over the past month).   The chickens are pullets [...]

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Nothing Is Sacred

May 4th, 2009 No Comments

  Things are getting kind of gross around here.  Six days ago, C. started it all off with an all-night throw-up session.  I never knew the definition of unconditional love before, but now I think it might be: Unconditional Love (n):  sleeping snuggled next to your sick toddler who has vomit caked in her hair. [...]

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Boston, You’re My Home

May 4th, 2009 No Comments

  Back from 48 hours in the city.  Overwhelming, overstimulating, and fun fun fun.   All afternoon after we arrived home, the girls played in the yard, running around naked in the grass frolicking under the hose.  90 degrees, hot and dry.   Vermont has never seemed like such paradise.  Maybe you need to leave [...]

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