Tuesday, February 23, 2010


I took the kids to the local hair salon to get tidied up. Cami's had her hair cut there several times, but it was Graham's first trip. I'd been cutting his hair ever since we'd moved here, but he clearly remembered the experience of going to the salon in New Jersey & asked to have a professional do it.

While waiting his turn, he began to spin the backless swivel seat the stylist had vacated. When I asked what he was doing, he replied, "I want to pretend I'm a CD in a CD player."

I laughed along with Clare, the stylist, who told him, "You need to get out more."

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Hearing Myself

Throughout my late teens and into my early twenties, I was an avid journal writer. I took about a twelve year hiatus from that habit. But at the beginning of the year, I was thinking about the times I felt most content with myself & determined to start doing the things I did when I felt comfortable in my own skin. Writing in my journal every night is one of those things.

Jason and I have long known that we are happier as a family when the computer is not the chief source of entertainment for our children. But I had to admit to myself that the time I spend in front of the computer wasn't contributing to our family happiness either. So, we decided to take a week -- just a week -- where the only screen time would be Jason's work & my twice-a-day e-mail checks.

That's why the blog hasn't been updated in a while. I'd been using the blog as my substitute journal, but when you blog, the audience isn't yourself. I needed to hear my own voice again to figure out what things would make me feel content with who I am. That mission is still in progress. But it is progressing.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Returning to Action

I took a month off from blogging (I'll explain later), but Cami is the source of two post-worthy items.

Item #1.

Here's a photo taken in October 2008 of Cami & Cousin Mary. Cami found my wedding dress in a closet at my parents' house & asked to try it on. I love the combination of the girls' expressions.

Item #2.

Just a few minutes ago, she made the traditional seven-year old claim that Jason was being a "copycat." He decided to switch things up on her & said she was copying the things he was going to say, making her the copycat. She gave him a bewildered, "Huh?" as I asked over her head, "She's a prescient copycat?"

Jason picked up on my question & told her, "You're a prescient copycat."

Her reply, "No, I'm a mind reader."