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Exuberance factor was just an eensy bit higher this year. (Not like last year was bad a’tall.)

Pre-school hi-jinx.

She’s a traditionalist. What can I say.

Après class. Thinkin’ the day went okay. One down, 179 to go.

(Brief) notes on Camp

No, not what you think. Susan Sontag’s legendary essay will stand unamended by this wee filing, which is instead a stolen out-breath following the close of our girlie’s first summer camp. [And yes, another weekend went by without a photo posting; it was preceded by another week in which the S.S. LD continued to rock [...]

Yesterday, whilst I was tootling around doing errands with the kids, I fell, as many are wont to do, to trying to perfect various farm animal sounds.  One has to while away the minutes somehow: can you name a better way than to perfect farm animal sounds?
Just late last week we’d gone to Little Farm — [...]

Eight months, two and a quarter inches, a buncha pounds, and a whole new world later.  We came to the school grounds for Back to School night last September, filled with excitement and trepidation. So overwhelmed by the sensory overload of it all that we just picked our way to our girlie’s classroom and stayed put [...]

After dinner she tossed the teddy bear in the air over and over again, catching it maybe 50% of the time at best. Said, with a seriousness available to only a five and a half year-old, that this was her new goal: to toss the bear up as high as possible and try to catch [...]

La caballista

We took a hike in the woods recently, the kids and I, while Mama was out of town for some hard-earned R&R. Yes, things started out a little bumpy (see Sunday’s post), but before long we, meaning Baba, had regained our composure and had a delightful time.
We’re nearing the end of our loop through the [...]

Post-rainbow sherbet Push-Up mouth wipe, Sherman Oaks, CA.
Quite unrelated to sherbet, or Push-Ups, or low production values, oops! Baba’s-on-the job hygiene: today she said this to her Mama: “When I was little, I couldn’t tell the difference between dreams and real life. And now I know that dreams are much smaller than life.”

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 [...]



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