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3.3.10

Life Sentence

I don't know why I hadn't heard of the book Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure, but I like the concept immensely.

Naturally, my inner writing teacher (not a fan?) needs to assign a project: your life sentence in six words. Would you be so kind as to add your six word memoir as a comment to this post? I would be ever-so-grateful.

Oh, wait. Fair's fair. I suppose I should offer mine first.

Why do I prefer the questions?

16.2.10

Reflectology

I've been introducing Maria to herself in the mirror.

I say "been introducing" because we've done this several times now, and she still acts surprised each time. Over and over she gives me a look that says, "And where have you been hiding this adorable little thing?" -- and then proceeds to babble politely to Mirror Maria in what might as well be French, "Enchante bebe. Dooly dooly frig frag?" Who knows how many times till the introduction takes, and she's offically introduced.

I find that I'm just as excited about showing her to herself as she is about meeting herself. I get a little giddy pointing back and forth from her nose to her reflection's nose, thinking "Is she getting this?" I want her to comprehend both that the girl in the mirror is really amazing -- and that she is the girl in the mirror!

I'm thinking maybe God has had His big hands full getting me to come to these same conclusions about myself.

11.2.10

Yay Jay

Okay my Alaska people, it's Jay Hakkinen's 4th Olympics. For those of us from the Kenai Peninsula, Jay is our claim to fame. My husband just rolls his eyes every time the Winter Olympics comes around and I get to say, "I went to high school with that guy..." Judge me if you must, but when you're through with that, you should watch Jay in the Olympics for two reasons. First of all this guys rocks. The first line of his bio on the official site says he's the most accomplished American biathlete in Olympic history. Second, he's one of the good guys. Read up on him and root for him:

On the official site for the Olympics

Wikipedia

His own site

P.S. I stole the photo from the official NBC site. I figured it was okay because I don't make money off my blog, but just in case it's not okay...don't tell on me.

10.2.10

We might watch a tad too much HGTV here

Anna loves her some HGTV. Rather than a.m. cartoons she'll watch back-to-back design shows. She loves cooking shows as well: Giada at Home and the Barefoot Contessa in particular. That and the fact that she is potty trained are my proof to the world that she is domesticated.

21.1.10

What you got here is a tardy blog...

Wowza how the time does fly between blog posts. I'm just going to add some pictures and random thoughts to make it seem like I'm keeping up my blog. My mommy days are upon me in full force, and I spend most of my time in the mommy daze. Weird stuff to have no personal space, no privacy, no dignity, and no better place to be. Being a mother is hard to describe. I don't have the energy to give it a go right now anyway...

Here's the little 'un. She's glazed but gorgeous.

Here are the two together. Anna has taken her role as big sister very seriously. She has spent countless hours drilling Maria on her letters, numbers and colors. Maria thinks it's hysterical. Sometimes, though, when they think I can't see them in the back seat, they hold hands and giggle in each other's faces and I sigh my mommy sigh, simultaneously cringing at the years of conspiracy they will have as allies against me and delighting to know that what they have together is magical.

We had a wonderful Christmas here in Florida. It's funny that the addition of our wee little Maria this year, which increased our tiny family in number from three to four, has somehow squeezed us together more tightly as a unit. Somehow one tiny baby sucked the air right out of the shrinkwrap.

Here is Anna's Christmas play. When she told me she was the star, I thought it was pretty ridiculous to have a 4 year old girl play baby Jesus...but nope, she was the other star...