A couple of days ago, Harper sat down to write Cinderella. Folks, Cinderella has replaced the dinosaurs. All the dinosaurs that ever were are no match for Cinderella. Anyway, she sat down to write a letter to the old maiden then realized she can’t write. So she asked Hadley for help. “You write the letter and I’ll decorate it.” Hadley… View Post
Notes
Last week, while Hadley was waiting for her ballet class to start (Harper’s class is first), she and I wrote notes to each other. She started it. I’ve found that if you’re going to tell a joke, get the word right. Otherwise, people are going to think you’re from the midwest and you’re really thirsty. Well, at least she “nodiced”… View Post
Sometimes I’m Somewhere Else
I don’t have a post for you today because I started writing an essay about our pet triops that continually sheds its skin and I wonder if it keeps molting because it is trying to change into something that it can’t change into anymore because it’s a prehistoric something or other and it shouldn’t be alive. I’m also bothered by… View Post
Around Here
We made Valentine’s cards this week for our classmates. We’ve got class parties and Girl Scout parties to go to. Harper’s having two boys over one afternoon because their mom and I share a babysitter and we both volunteered to be in the classroom for the parties. Last time Harper had these boys over one of them left his pants… View Post
She Dances, Too
You know about the introverts, right? We seem shy, and some of us are. Maybe we seem nervous or scared to some of you, and some of you make us nervous and scared. But some of us like to do the bold things. Some of us like to do the loud things. Some of us forget ourselves when we see… View Post
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