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Tag Archives: Fresco
Tornado
In a comment on my last post, Jana said, I am just going to ignore everything except the one about cuddling because I am trying to survive the SHITSTORM THREES over here and if you’re telling me that four is … Continue reading
The Ten Rules of Being Almost-Four, By Fresco
Fresco will be four in April. I know. It’s ridiculous and it shouldn’t be happening, but there you go. Life, wheels, turning, yearning, etc. It has been harder lately to ascertain what of my children’s behavior is related to developmental … Continue reading
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Notes from Mother’s Journal: Uphill From Here, in A Good Way Edition
The first day of Christmas vacation was not the best day of my life. I felt like I was getting a cold; the kids have both been sick and now have those clear-the-room coughs; we had nothing to do and … Continue reading
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For Posterity
Supper table. Both children and I, eating. Each child has a glass of water and a glass of apple cider. Non-alcoholic. Trombone: When I’m done this apple cider, can I have more apple cider? Me: No. Trombone: Why not? Me: … Continue reading
You’ll Like It When You Get There
Today was Fresco’s day to be special helper at school. This involves: bringing something for show and tell, helping the teacher get everyone’s snack, ringing the ‘cleanup triangle’ and possibly other rituals I am not aware of. What Happens At … Continue reading