What a difference a year makes.
Archive for September, 2007
On Labor Day we went to the beach where Sammy jumped a little bit in the gently rolling water that waved ashore. Before we left, she practiced her jumps in the house. Sam’s bikini: courtesy of her Newport News aunts. Off-screen jumping jacks: courtesy of Mom.
Mom and Sam are walking up to Tassajara playground when they pass a place where there used to be an apple tree. Sam: Apple tree? Mom: Oh yeah, it’s gone, honey. They cut it down. Sam: Sammy cut it. Mom: Oh you did? Sam: Yeah. Mom: What did you cut it with? Sam: A knife. […]
Two anecdotes about creatures popping up in the house where I do not expect them to be: I got out of bed on Saturday morning to feed Camus, only to discover that he had had several “accidents” in various places on the living room floor. I gather my cleaning supplies (would that such accidents were […]
Is it ever? Lately, though, Sammy’s bedtime has been a joy because she now really reads her bedtime book to us, with just minimal help. Usually AC reads her a story or two– whatever the current Sam obsession is– and then the final book is always Mem Fox’s Time for Bed. A couple of months […]