My punkin lamb peeping the world through a pair of “100″ glasses.
The girlie’s Kindergarten class celebrated their hundredth school day earlier this week. So, so long ago was her first. An excited, nervous, pre-K little girl ago.
Who’s in her place now? If only I could can catch hold of the happy, self-posessed blur in front [...]

Face painting self-administered, for the occasion of her Gramma’s birthday. She wanted to write “Happy Birthday” on her face, but we convinced her that writing backwards into the mirror with grease pencils onto a fairly small surface area was a doomed, if imaginative, undertaking.
For the fun of it, here’s the self-administered face paint job circa [...]

Many of you watched or heard the President’s State of the Union speech last night.  So did my daughter, much to her great thrill (”We’re staying up late! To watch the news!” she said, with a frisson of excitement).  Throughout the speech, though, she was left with a great number of quesitons.  Some were easy to [...]

For your edification, a few morsels of fairyanna. Where do I get my intel? My daughter, of course, who has recently written a book on the subject. Granted, it’s a very small book. I mean, the pages are about 3″ x 4″.  But they are pages.
Okay maybe it’s more a pamphlet than a book.
My Favorite [...]

The lil’ monkey and I are talking about time.  Thursday, Friday, Saturday; yesterday, today, tomorrow.  Past, present, future.  It grew out of a quip I’d made.  I had asked her to clean up a mess she’d made, and she said — brace yourself for a shock here — “I’ll do it tomorrow!”
I reply with something [...]

The girlie and I were reading The Moffats on the couch during her brother’s nap the other day. The book, written in 1941, is a charming tale of a love-knit, depression-era family headed by a seamstress widow in small-town Connecticut. We were on Chapter 3: “The First Day of School,” in which Hughie Pudge, [...]

I wanted to caption this picture “Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him well,” but the beloved thought that would be too strange and obscure.  Also, if I used the actual Shakespearean line, “Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio” and so on, it wouldn’t hook the same way, since we’re all too accustomed to the [...]

At least we don’t have to worry right now about the girlie concealing her true feelings from us.
Yesterday — Day 2 of Kindergarten — they drew a little something at some point. The title of this piece is “Confused Princess,” and she is, as you might imagine, confused. I’d say a tad distressed too, but I don’t [...]