Around here, we’re fully immersed in Tolkien. Harper’s practicing Rune, and I’m reading about things larger than hornets. Never would I have picked this book up if I didn’t need to teach it, which once agains proves why someone ought to hire me to teach a class on scrubbing toilets or keeping house in general because if I have to teach these things, I care about them, and I will do them.
I’m over at Relief Journal talking about my experience with Mr. Tolkien’s Bilbo and dangerous dragons if you’d like to have a read.
Around here I have a new nephew and his name is Gus Bray. He’s the cutest Gus Bray there ever was. I can’t wait to see what it is he’ll do and who he will become.
Around here we’re practicing our ballet and taking special goalie clinics.
Around here we spent an afternoon in Georgetown perusing the shops and stopping in Dean and Deluca for something steamy to warm us up, and something delicious to fortify us as we walked along the best sidewalks there are in DC.
Around here we had ourselves a time at the Smithsonian. We made inventions, we scratched records, we made some icons, we rode giant tricycles, some of us played with puppets, while others enjoyed the biggest ice cream sundaes known to man.
Around here we have snow! Loads and loads of snow, and I am thrilled. You can’t call it winter if there’s not a proper snowfall. My friend and one of my editors, Laura Brown, took a look at this picture and wondered if we are in Narnia. You know, I think we are; which must mean I am on the brink of beginning a really great adventure for which I am totally unqualified for. I can’t wait. I wonder what will happen.
I miss the snow, but only for a day. When the temperature drops below forty degrees in Southern California, we shiver and wear sweaters. This morning I scraped the frost off my windshield with the scraper I brought along for the ride 20 years ago from New Haven. I found myself wishing for summer, knowing full well that I will curse the heat and crank up the air conditioning once it’s here.
Love your piece on Makes You Mom. Couldn’t find a place to comment. You are so lucky to have a partner with whom you can worry and fret out loud about your future. About one of those worries I say – even from afar and having only a glimpse into your life – yes, you will write a book. You have the right fire.