This week I’ve been thinking about (and missing) my grandmother. It started when F was playing with her dolls over the weekend, and she was making them a bed with a quilted iris wall hanging my grandmother made for me many years ago, and later that night when I found her snuggled up under another…
let’s eat: on the menu
Everything’s starting to get back into a bit of a rhythm, which is nice – even a busy rhythm is welcome. Mother’s Day weekend I was feeling pretty overwhelmed with the magnitude of all the things I needed to do in the upcoming weeks, coupled with the fact that I had let so many other…
scenes from a weekend (and some winners)
On sort of a last minute whim, M decided to get tickets to see The Wizard of Oz at the Fox – sort of a Mother’s Day / Father’s Day treat. M has been taking E to at least one show a year since she was in Kindergarten, and it seemed like a good time…