A new kind of preschool

In round about the end of 2009,  our tidy little finances came smashing all apart. It didn’t take much, adjusting to less income, a minor catastrophe, unexpected large expenses, adjustments and other things that are part of life, still husband and I  looked at our decimated pocketbook. Post car purchase, post minor home mess, we…

Little Bee

Dear Little Bee You have had many nicknames, little bird, bumblebee, bug.  You have grown so much.  You know all about entertaining me and your sister and your dad, and you know all about driving us berserk too sometimes. Teatime.  It can be hard to get you to play solo sometimes, but you are ALWAYS…

The Grand Tetons

  Have gotten a little less grand. They will no longer bear the burden of providing life giving sustenance to the vulnerable, weak and beautiful.  They can put away the trappings of the season of provision and utility and rest low, low, er….  They are liberated to the mundane, no longer having an important role. …

Photo essay: Twin Rocks

This weekend our family went to Twin Rocks to RETREAT!!!!  That is really a good word, it’s like treat and re-treat. It was a treat.  Sylvie and I just hung around while A and J brushed up on their putting. Since A was sporting a Mr. T look, I kept trying to get her to…

Pre-birthday: For baby A

My firstborn, A, has been praying since last summer like this: “Dear Jesus thankyou for mama, pappa and my birthday coming to march with birthday hats, birthday cake, ‘fari Sams and balloons …” at which point we often direct her prayer: “Honey, say thankyou for the food,” “Amen,” And that is at the dinner table. …

Halloween 08. All family style.

I saved the carving till Halloween. A is only 3 and so I knew I would be on my own. First I had to kill the punkin. This is nice happy punkin. I am aware that it will win no awards for creativity. This is monster punkin. I guess it was a sort of comedy/tragedy…

For tha gramma’s

Because there are only a few people that can appreciate these pics properly, this post is for the grandma’s.  Sylvie. Addy (aka AJ, Ads, Addybee or Adeline Joy) The inspiration for these poses was from one Ms. Klundt. photos taken at about a week and a half of age by yours truly, Ms. ChezWhat.

Set to pop.

I haven’t posted in awhile because none of my thoughts have really had enough substance to spend time proofreading. And if you ask J, he can confirm that mostly what I am doing is as little as possible, while still managing some baseline level of productivity. What’s wrong with me? I am 39 weeks pregnant,…

Exhaling: Domestic life.

June ranks right up there with December as one of the busiest months for us, because the kids come, school ends, we go to Redding and this year both Jeff and I took 2 trips to California. While the calendar doesn’t say so, June, for us is over. And that is alright by me. All…

Stepmom (for a few weeks) and high school reunions.

I am a stepmom for about 3 weeks of the year. Is it strange? Well of course. How can I pretend to be anything more than a prosthetic of something these kids already have? But for 3 weeks of the year, they leave the Wyoming RV park they call home and they come to the…

O Happy Day

The last day. I am 23 weeks pregnant and I have seldom been more distracted. All I was able to think about those last several days was: When can I eat again? What will I eat? What do I want to eat? How long will I get to eat? Absentmindedness abounds. Am forgetting everything except…

home sick.

The end of the school year. It changes the dynamic of everything just enough. We went to the beach for Memorial Day, and I came home with quite the cold. So I am home, posting at 3:30 pm. And I am seeing the dust that has collected in this house after 9 months of 2…