Beck

July 22, 2010

  • Not My Child

    By Beck
    Almost a year ago exactly, she was born. (…)

July 15, 2010

  • A Loom Of Her Own

    By Beck
    The Girl has wanted a loom for several years now, despite never having actually seen a loom in person. (…)

July 8, 2010

  • Crybaby

    By Beck
    If you really want to see Fate have a good chuckle at your expense, just try laughing at another parent's predicament. (…)

June 17, 2010

  • Bears In The Forest

    By Beck
    The Girl gets to stay up later than her siblings, being 11 and all, and she wanted to watch some tv with me last night, which sounded FINE by me - an evening walk with a friend had left me disturbingly tired. (…)

June 3, 2010

  • Muffins

    By Beck
    The Baby (and whenever I call her that, I feel the need to add that she is five now and NOT ANYTHING LIKE A BABY) just made some muffins, which are baking away in the oven as I write. (…)

May 20, 2010

  • Upwards

    By Beck
    It's been a confused couple of days, weather-wise - for much of the day, we have clear blue skies and rather intense heat (a balmy 24c!) and then all at once the sky turns dark ominous grey and we're in the middle of a thunderstorm. (…)

May 13, 2010

  • Feet

    By Beck
    It would be really great if I could learn to enjoy that foot-in-mouth feeling that comes with saying something unintentionally really boneheaded. (…)

April 29, 2010

  • The Long Winter

    By Beck
    My youngest brother came over last night and we watched a really, really funny and rather reprehensible movie (okay, it was Pineapple Express). (…)

April 15, 2010

  • The Ghost Garden

    By Beck

    The flowers are coming back - mostly crocuses right now, which I forget about every year until April and then they take the very breath from me with their beauty which looks so breakable and yet thrives through snow and neglect. (…)

April 8, 2010

  • Flowers Everywhere

    By Beck
    I woke up to a blizzard this morning, which was a bit disconcerting since it's April. (…)

April 1, 2010

  • April First

    By Beck
    My 5 Minutes post today is late, late, late - and my excuse is that I totally forgot that it was Thursday and then when I DID remember (is it "remembering" when you overhear someone mention that today is Thursday? (…)

March 25, 2010

  • My Skinny Love

    By Beck
    Two of my three kids are underweight, the Girl most noticeably so. (…)

March 4, 2010

  • Almost Spring

    By Beck

    Last night we went to the library at 7 p.m. and I found something disconcerting the whole way - which was, I realized, that it was still not dark out. Spring! (…)

February 25, 2010

  • Trees

    By Beck
    Last week's post here was a doozy. And yes, it IS sad that our children's childhoods are so fleeting from our perspective, that our pretty children do not stay. (…)

February 18, 2010

  • The End

    By Beck
    I've started - I noticed today with a little shock of possibly amusement - started watching for mentions of families with children older than mine. (…)

February 11, 2010

  • My Valentine

    By Beck
    I am planning on making chocolate cake this weekend - a mocha cake with multiple layers of buttercream frosting. (…)

February 4, 2010

  • Sickly

    By Beck
    This week saw some Medical Excitement for me - I phoned the local clinic, because I'd had severe chest pains for several days and my ARM had gone numb and that was it, I was having a heart attack, and the local clinic was like GO TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM RIGHT NOW so I did. (…)

January 28, 2010

  • Paring

    By Beck
    The phone rang very early this morning, which made me reach for it with that feeling of impending doom. What horror would I hear?
    It was my daughter's best friend. (…)

January 21, 2010

  • The Family Face

    By Beck
    I posted one of the super-rare pictures of my kids yesterday, because it was my son's birthday and he asked me, wistfully, why I never put pictures of him on my blog. (…)

January 14, 2010

  • Everything Must Go

    By Beck
    Recently it has been very very very obvious that puberty is lurking right around the corner in my house. (…)