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Like Father Like Son

It’s been obvious since, well, birth, that Simon is more like his dad then me. It began in the neonatal ICU, when his blood type, inherited from Matt, was at odds with mine, resulting in massive jaundice. A few months on, I realized that he had his father’s coloring and face shape. A few years […]

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More Gems

We’ll have actual text again soon. Between wrapping up my job of 8 1/2 years and being ill, the creative fires are fizzling at present. Simon isn’t fizzling at all. Last week, Matt took him to the grocery store. When Simon thanked the checkout clerk, as we have trained him to do and as he […]

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Simon has reeled off some truly amazing lines of late. Thing is, he’s reeled them out for Matt, and Matt has begun to feel weird about posting on “my blog”. It wasn’t supposed to be “my blog”, but my blog it has become. So I’m going to dole these out one or two at a […]

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Itchy and Scratchy at Home

Well, it’s a good thing I recently read Po Bronson on children and violent television. And it’s an even better thing that my friend Beth posted in the comments about her sweet boys watching some dodgy stuff. Because two weeks ago Simon’s Papaw turned on the TV when Tom and Jerry were on and the […]

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Messy Fun

Not much to say here, really, other than that a good look at those hands goes far towards explaining why I can never, ever recall doing this at home when I was little.

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The Non Sequitur

I’m not sure if this is a Simon thing or a little kid in general thing, but often Simon gives head-scratching answers to questions. It’s not so much that the answers are wrong or random, though both of things happen, so much as they are often in response to slightly different questions than what was […]

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Child as Time Bomb

The set-up: We’re in the car, on our way to school for the third time in five school days. (Heckuva winter we’re having.) We pass the intersection of Eleanor and Douglas. Matt says, “Who lives there, Simon?” And Simon says, “Michael and Danna doos” [that was phonetic, by the way, I can still sort-of spell]. […]

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Tuckered Out, Tucked In

I was all set to post this little picture and then mock complain about how much my legs are going to hurt from dragging Simon around in a sled for an hour today in 7 inches of snow. I say mock complain because even when it’s a hassle, snow is awfully pretty in the winter, […]

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Requited?

Thursday night, even as Simon was obviously happy to have me home, he had to draw his three-year-old line in the sand: “Mommy, you’ve had enough hugs. You don’t need any more.” Except I did!  I had been gone the better part of three days, and I missed him. But he made me laugh, in […]

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Absence

I am just back from a business trip to Boston, a trip that was delayed 4 hours outbound due to snow and one full day inbound due to snow. Oh, and that also involved 2.5 hours on the tarmac in New Jersey when crew members could not arrive in time because they were delayed on […]

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