We have a wonderful place called Girly Girl here in town. They specialize in those glamorous parties that a girl who is turning six craves. Why the gatherings call for elaborate up-dos, manicures and there is an absolute pre-requisite for getting glitter everywhere and dressing up in the most confectionery shade of pink imaginable – […]
Because over sixty of the studio’s students were involved in various holiday productions around town, Ms. Diane decided to eschew the Holiday Recital this year. Instead, she choreographed their classes around a holiday theme. Bella tapped happily with tambourines and maracas to a semi frantic holiday samba alongside her favorite partner, Charlie. He’s the little […]
The next day was much better than the first. For one, Ken discovered that the Best Part of the Trip for him was the fact that we got into the closest parking lot, the coveted Timon Lot, and he parked in the second lane, eighth spot. We were so close to the park that it […]
Bella is officially All Grown Up now. She goes to preschool and she gets her very own extracurricular activities. Here she is in her ballet class. Same instructor as Kata, the effervescent but tough, Ms. Diane. We (heart) her. I know I’ve said this before but it bears repeating. Life lessons can easily be learned […]
On Thursday, Ken and I celebrated a milestone – fifteen years of marriage. Before we take our bows and accept congratulations, I have to admit that fifteen years ago, had I known how the journey we would go on, I would have been stressed out of my mind. It was bad enough that in perfect […]
Well, the last Launch Into School occurred yesterday. And it was the one I feared the most. You see, normally, I would’ve spent some time taking a child to a “practice session” prior to their first day of preschool. A practice session for those of you not familiar with the process is when both parent […]
There’s a great song by Everything But the Girl called, “Apron Strings.” And as the days and months and years go by I realize that I, too, wish I could wrap all my children in my apron strings and keep them there forever. I know you can hear it in my sigh – but – […]