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Bean’s first Real Poem

Bean wrote a poem. She loves Nox Arcana (hmmm don’t ask me where she gets that) And this is the song that made her want to write Here’s the poem: Little ballerina dance your empty dance For you are a mere doll Your soul is captivated in a trance Words whip around in your head Words that will never be… (more…)

There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it. ~Chinese Proverb

Prompt B: What does your everyday look like? Describe the scene of your happiest moment of every day. I get up at 5. Hit the snooze button three times until Moshi says “the alarm has been stopped for today. I get dressed, sometimes I showered the night before. I wake up the Bean at 6:20 by snuggling her awake. I… (more…)

The Things We Keep.

it’s funny the things we keep. The things we keep for ourselves, the things we keep for our children, or in our case child. The things we keep for each other. My mother kept my baby ring. What a funny thing to have.  I understand a baby cup, I guess I have one of those too, silverplated. I’m not sure… (more…)

Bean’s day of extra Beany goodness.

So we signed Bean up for a camp but she was having trouble connecting with one of the counselors and got into some mean girls situations. We had a long talk, J the Bean and I and we discussed both perserverence and cutting your losses.  After all—the camp thing was for our only child to have social time and fun… (more…)

I cannot take any more; I’m so glad that I’ll never fit in; That will never be me; Outcasts and girls with ambition; That’s what I wanna see — Pink from the song Stupid Girls

So some of the crazy girl shit has started. One girl lies about something my daughter said (but she didn’t) to another girl and then they tell another and suddenly she’s ganged up on. Or instead of saying oops a girl blames the Bean for her mistake. And how about the old standby “I’m not your friend today, oh I… (more…)

It’s not late, but I’m tired

and I have another migraine. I’m just here to say, I posted. And I’m always happy to write about my kidlet. Here is a recent pic from Bean’s GT class. When other kids got shy, she volunteered to speak first. She tells me she doesn’t even get nervous before she sings solo in front of her whole school or at… (more…)

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