Posts Tagged ‘Lydia’
There’s a columnist for the Metroland weekly newspaper, Miriam Axel-Lute, who wrote on her Facebook page the middle of last month: “Good luck to all the parents and kids who are refusing this crazy high stakes testing tomorrow. Stand strong.” My daughter had been stressing over these same tests, but I was unaware of this “opt out” thing. I replied, “Damn test is ticking me off.” She then asked me and a few others Read the rest of this entry »
The Daughter, who is nine, wants an e-mail account. Why? Because her friends have them. Often, when I am trying to decide what is appropriate for her, I try to remember what it was I was allowed to do when I was a child. Lessee, I got my first e-mail account when I was…forty. OK, that’s not helpful.
I asked my friends with children. Read the rest of this entry »
When we last saw our intrepid little family, the father of the household was getting a ride home from his overnight hospital stay Friday afternoon by his lovely wife. Saturday, he was still exhausted; he didn’t sleep well Thursday night, and Friday night’s rest was insufficient. He muddled through Saturday, doing a minimum of vacuuming and dish washing, and not much else.
Even Sunday morning, there was a sense of fatigue within him. But since almost everyone knew about the hospital incident, he wanted to show up to prove he was still among the living. Fortunately, all the songs the choir sang he had performed before.
At the coffee hour, somehow the Daughter had gotten permission (not from her father) to eat some coffee cake, despite being unclear about its origins. Apparently it’s one of those items that had that warning that it may be processed in a plant that used peanuts or nuts. She is allergic to peanuts, and peanuts and nuts are often processed in the same place.
Shortly after consuming it, she got every upset. Was it a belated sense of fear? Her father took her into a quiet room and tried to calm her down. She was OK for a bit, but by the time she got home, she had a stomachache, and eventually upchucked. This was actually a good thing; the first time she had an allergic reaction, when she was three, that was how her body responded. So the family thought it was in the clear.
A couple hours later, the Wife noticed, above the knees and below the neck hives over about 30% of The Daughter’s body. It itched greatly. After a call to the pediatrician, another trek to the E.R.
It’s much less busy Thursday at 8:40 a.m. than Sunday at 5:30 p.m. She got some Benedryl, stronger than the OTC we had given her. Then the family stopped at the McDonalds; the Wife seems to believe going inside is faster, an unproven premise, but staying in the car would have meant avoiding the most rude, vulgar-language customer; “Where’s my f@#$ing food?” , more than once, among other things.
The Daughter was asleep by the time the family got home. she got through dinner then was practically carried to bed; the Wife stayed home with her on Monday.
The lesson relearned – no food where peanuts or nuts are processed. I hadn’t heard the rule had changed…
That evening,there was an ambulance in front of our house. It was actually called for our next door neighbor’s house. The father of one of the college kids had been drinking a couple bottles of beer with the guy when he was having some difficulties – I didn’t get the details. Turns out e had food poisoning; glad it wasn’t worse.
Last year, the Daughter was at least 4′6″; now she’s very close to 4′10″ (147 cm). There are some adults she’s practically looking in the eye. I’m only 5′11.5″, but my wife is about 5′10″ and her brothers are all about 6′3″, so I can only imagine how tall she’ll get to be.
After performing in the Nutcracker, she seems to have tired of formal ballet lessons, though she’s forever moving about about and even choreographing for her cousins and friends.
She discovered soccer in the fall, and I suspect she’ll do that again. She liked doing field hockey in school Read the rest of this entry »
Interesting to hear what others say about whether the Daughter looks more like your mother or me. It seems that if you knew my wife better, like mother, like daughter; if you knew me better, she favors me.
Personality-wise, she is likewise similar to whichever parent is most familiar to the observer.
My wife can explain in her (non-existent) blog how much they do together, besides watching Dancing with the Stars.
Conversely, I am pleased that she has taken to liking Read the rest of this entry »
Cheri at Idle Chatter was answering some quiz. One question was: “What are your favorite boy/girl baby names?” Fact is that, prior to my wife getting pregnant ten years ago this coming summer, I hadn’t given it much thought. I suppose some people fantasize about having children and make lists. For me, though, I was 50, hadn’t had a child, might not have a child, so it wasn’t anything I really considered.
As it turned out, it became more about rules, primarily my rules, negative rules Read the rest of this entry »
I am interested in the Daughter’s affinity for her toys. A couple years ago, she was really into her stuffed animals, to the virtual exclusion of her dolls.
More recently, though, the trend has switched. While she still has her stuffed toys, she is now more inclined to play with her dolls Read the rest of this entry »