Well, they were totally delighted by the treasures brought by the Fairies. We played for hours with the silks and wools and animals and fairies. Henry tried to climb into the silk hammock designed for a much lighter stuffed fairy, but other than that, (and the fact that a bike fell over right on his…
It’s Autumn Equinox Eve. Time for balance, baking, warmth, cinnamon, apples, love, and magic. “Annabelle,” I say, “the fairies might bring you something tonight for Autumn Equinox.” Her face lights up. “I’m going to call them on my phone and ask them!” she says. She has a pink maribou feather phone, basically a fairy hotline….
George came home this late afternoon and I was sitting in the kitchen holding Mr. Mischief on my lap, talking to Annabelle. I was on the verge of tears. “What’s the matter?” he asked me. “Henry fell out of the refrigerator,” I replied. George looked confused. “What was he doing in the refrigerator?” “He likes…
Mr. Mischief has been hard at work today. For months he’s been trying his hardest to get the toilet scrub brush. I’ve chased him away from it countless times and finally hid it under the sink. Well, he got it. “Mom!” Annabelle yelled to me. “He’s got the toilet brush!” I came out of the…
Annabelle set up an elaborate scheme of stuffed animals today around a pet rubber snake she found and befriended. “Mom, do you want to pet my snake? Her doesn’t bite.” she said to me. “Sure,” I said and petted the rubber thing. Henry refused to pet it, however, and ran the other direction. Then Annabelle…
Newsflash: It has been confirmed that I am definitely a Slummy Mummy. I went to the curriculum meeting at Annabelle’s preschool tonight with all the mothers with their blow-dried hair and impeccable suits. I was the one with chocolate fingerprints all over my skirt, oatmeal dripped down the front (don’t ask me how this happened–I…
Annabelle’s hair obsession continues. She wants long hair, and after our puppet making adventure (making sock puppets), she kept pulling out the purple yarn and asking me to make her into a puppet. “How will I make the yarn stick to your head?” I asked her. “Sew it on,” she replied. “We can’t sew yarn…
Well, another sweltering day in New Orleans with sick babies, but we made the most of it. Let’s see, highlights of our day included taping blankets on a box, sewing yarn on a sock and creating a puppet theater; wearing fairy wings and emptying out the refrigerator for a “picnic;” dancing foolishly and wildly around…
Henry was totally amazed today when he noticed his shadow following him around the kitchen. He kept walking back and forth and acting a little worried that this thing was following him and touching his feet. Then he turned around and walked toward the window, looking over his shoulder to see if it was still…
Well, the first morning at Annabelle’s preschool went incredibly well. She ate a good breakfast of angel hair pasta nests, her favorite meal, and got dressed and out the door on time, wearing her little pink dress that has the word “Annabelle” monogrammed across the chest. On the way there, I told her the teachers…