Saturday, May 18, 2013

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05.10.13 (Friday night) - Best neighbors ever. Milwaukee's Best with Dan still in a tie.

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05.10.13 (Friday afternoon) - Froggy backpack. I can't believe Coco hasn't eaten it yet.

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05.07.13 (Wednesday afternoon, part II) - Soccer class. Coach Emma rocks.

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05.07.13 (Wednesday afternoon, part I) - Before soccer class. Three is a tricky number.

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05.07.13 (Tuesday night) - After the rain. Petals were everywhere.

Friday, May 17, 2013

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05.04.13 (Saturday late morning) - P's soccer game. She scored 4 (?) goals, while F played tanagrams and distracted several of P's teammates.

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05.03.13 (Friday) - Recent schoolwork, P's on top; F's in the middle; T's super cheesy school picture on the bottom.

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05.02.13 (Thursday morning) - Frogs at the National Arb.

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05.01.13 (Wednesday night) - Before bedtime stroll.

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05.01.13 (Wednesday afternoon, part III) - Guns and paper dolls. T's world is such a quirky place.

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05.01.13 (Wednesday afternoon, part II) - F made a book for school about an imaginary trip to Paris. I love her beret.

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05.01.13 (Wednesday afternoon, part I) - Arting for all ages.

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05.01.13 (Wednesday morning) - Zoo.

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04.29.13 (Monday night) - Around the neighborhood.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

"In the decade that they had already entered but that she at least had not taken much notice of, there was going to be a lot of attention paid to this sort of thing. Being there was to mean something it didn't use to mean. Going with the flow. Giving. Some people were giving, other people were not very giving. Barriers between the inside and outside of your head were to be trampled down. Authenticity required it."
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"'The thing is to be happy,' he said. 'No matter what. Just try that. You can. It gets to be easier and easier. It's nothing to do with circumstances. You wouldn't believe how good it is. Accept everything and then tragedy disappears. Or tragedy lightens, anyway, and you're just there, going along easy in the world.' Now, good-bye.

I see what he meant. It really is the right thing to do. But, in my mind, Caro keeps running at the water and throwing herself in, as if in triumph, and I'm still caught, waiting for her to explain to me, waiting for the splash."
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"I did not go home for my mother's last illness or for her funeral. I had two small children and nobody in Vancouver to leave them with. We could barely have afforded the trip, and my husband had a contempt for formal behavior, but why blame it on him? I felt the same. We say of some things that they can't be forgiven, or that we will never forgive ourselves. But we do - we do it all the time."

- Alice Munro, Dear Life (stories) (interview here)

Sunday, May 5, 2013

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04.27.13 (Saturday morning) - 1st game.

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04.26.13 (Friday night)
- I love playdates where the parents don't have to do anything.

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04.26.13 (Friday morning)
- T's recital. When they were little, both F and P performed in the same recital and neither seemed that enthralled with it. T, however, could have sung for hours. Funny that my shyest child loves the stage.

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04.24.13 (Tuesday night) - Second surgery.

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04.23.13 (Monday afternoon) - Sometimes lazy = productive.