Archive for the 'communication' Category

new obsession: Superman

I bought him that shirt on Saturday. We’ve washed it three times. He’s worn it every day. And to bed twice. H: “Dad-dee. We have to go to the store.” Marc: “Why buddy?” H: “We have to get YOU a Superman shirt.” Listening: Jenny & Johnny

stoywees

Harrison is really into telling stories – or rather, stoywees – these days. They are fantastical tales of imaginary friends flying into the air, going to space – to the moon or to Saturn – and then crashing back down on Earth to a million pieces – where everyone is OK. The most prominent imaginary friend is [...]

navigating the complexities of friendship

Today at school: Harrison takes a little swat at Cole a tough little blond kid whom Harrison both fears and looks up to. Cole: “Don’t hit me.” Harrison: “OK… Are we best friends now?” Cole: “No, we’re not.” And while that exchange certainly doesn’t scream friendship let alone love, last week Harrison did finally make [...]

without getting into too many gory details

AN UPDATE: 1. Finances – we have been scrambling to take on and get out as much work as we can as we find ourselves taking on another mortgage (losing a renter and putting your rental property on the market means an immediate loss of income and triple-gain of stress). However, we have faith that [...]

yes, i’m feeling a bit sorry for myself

Among other downer events of the past couple weeks – today’s theme – while H is home from school for a teacher development day – is “Go AWAY” “You CAN’T play with me.” “No, I don’t want ____.” sob sob sob… “I DO want ____.” Listening: to nothing because our media computer broke… among other [...]

“i’m dressing like daddy”

…if daddy wore a short-sleeved shirt, flip-flops, a wool beanie and forgot his pants. Listening: The Walkmen

demoted

So, four weeks ago I got sick. I finally kicked the last of it Friday. The Universe and I have now come to an agreement that because I was infected with the flu, a cold, what felt and looked like strep throat and PINK EYE all-on-top-of-each-other THAT lasted-for-4-weeks AND HAPPENED right-before-TXRG-tryouts that I will be [...]

exciting times

MARC: “Do you even remember how to put this thing on? OK, zip it up dude.” As they bike away to school on the first cool morning in what feels like forever. HARRISON (yelling back to Marc while they ride): “This feels good on my back!” “I’m wearing a sweatshirt! This feels niiiiice!” HARRISON to [...]

as the sugar goes to his head

Click below to see a way-too-long video of Harrison eating a “posipcale” as slow as humanely possible and driving my mom insane in the process. NOTE: Grandma is not a total clean-freak AND we are sitting outside so, the urgency with which she tends to Harrison’s drips is, in my opinion, brought on by the [...]

more conversational gems from the little one

Harrison spies his fold-up tunnel and has an idea. H: “Let’s play tunnel… I haven’t played that in a looooong while.” — Walking into the downtown farmers market. H: “Look at that crane Mommy!” Me: “I see it – cool.” H: “It’s moving… I didn’t believe my eyes!” — Harrison riding his rocking horse. H: [...]