Posts Tagged ‘Lydia’
The Daughter’s first contribution was like pulling teeth. She was supposed to write a poem about her good qualities, but she was so self-effacing, I sat with her to suggest what she was good at, such as dancing, and being a good friend.
In a collective piece called Church and Family Rule, she ended up saying: “Mom: tucks me into bed at night. Dad: watches the news with me at midnight.”
Now, what she had ORIGINALLY written Read the rest of this entry »
I was thinking, “Hey, this will be my chance to tackle all the things I never get a chance to do.” I’d read, and catch up on blogging – it was taking a beating that month – and all sorts of Roger stuff.
I wouldn’t have to negotiate using the computer, or hear about Dancing with the Stars – I REALLY don’t care!
More than that I figured I would sleep better Read the rest of this entry »
On Monday, April 11, not one but THREE Presidential candidates were going to be in the Capital District of New York State: John Kasich (R), Bernie Sanders (D), and Donald Drumpf (R). A day or two before, The Daughter started wheedling me – why didn’t she bug her mother? – to see one of them, the one alphabetically last.
I said no. I said no because I was afraid she might get hurt. She said that no one was going to hurt a little girl, but I noted that she is taller than most adult women. She should watch him on television. (I was also afraid I might get hurt, but I didn’t bring that up.)
Her counter-proposal was to see Bernie Sanders. I noted that he too would be on TV, and he was speaking during the school day.
“But it would be educational!” Read the rest of this entry »
Earlier this month, the Daughter appeared in the church musical, for the third year in a row. This year’s effort was called SPEAK LOUD, SPEAK PROUD, and had readings written by the performers, as well as dancing, and singing and rapping. My daughter wrote something Read the rest of this entry »
ALL of her friends had some sort of electronic device, and she did not, so someone (Santa? The Wife and I? I forget) gave The Daughter an Amazon Fire for Christmas. It was one of the best presents I ever got.
For one thing, it ended the fussing over The Wife’s work iPad. It was entrusted to the adult, of course, but the child knew far better how to actually USE the thing. I was of no help in this arena either.
The Daughter getting her own device means Read the rest of this entry »