Archive | September, 2011

Approval Rating

I don’t know why, but Abby always gets sentimental during bath time.  Maybe she feels the way I do, perhaps she understands how fleeting this time is.  Maybe she realizes that these moments, like distant novas, will  burn themselves out before their light reaches us. Or maybe she isn’t seeing the kaleidoscope of her future, elementary days […]

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Parenting and The First Rule of Improv

A disturbance in the room makes us both hold our breath. A sound, a scraping, perhaps a drag. Or was it a step? “I heard something” Abby whispers. “Shhh. I heard it too.” I whisper, even quieter. The air under the blanket is close, moist from our exhalations. We crouch low on the couch, not […]

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September 2010

Joshua Giraffe and the Deep Blue Sea

I stand ankle deep in the Pacific Ocean.  Kate’s entire 19 pounds rests on my hip.  Abby, already my Big Girl at three, clutches my hand, and jumps up and down in the water. “Joshua Giraffe,” she sings, “Joshua, Joshua!  Joshua Giraffe!” We’ve been standing here for an hour, and every time I think about […]

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