February 5, 2015

We're Bach...

It seems important to start this post by acknowledging that this blog isn't getting much attention anymore. There are lots of reasons for that, but the top two are probably that I'm not making time for it and that as the boys get older I find that they're no less entertaining to me, but it feels like I always need to make sure that any story I share publicly is a laughing with them, not at them, event.

With that said, there are things that go down around here I would like to share with a small audience, and document for posterity, where Facebook and Instagram don't feel quite like the right vehicles. That brings me pretty much full circle to the old blog. 

Andrew has been working hard to learn Bach's Toccata in D Minor on the piano, and his teacher suggested we might try to have him play it on an organ once he had it down, because that's really where it shines. Despite the fact that Lawrence feels suffocatingly small and familiar some days, you do have to love that if you want your kid to be able to play a beautiful pipe organ on a Wednesday afternoon you can make it happen here with two emails. And, that kid can have an audience of several family members plus his teacher with no begging. 

Without further adieu, a link to Andrew playing the organ yesterday follows.  (If I'm going to post here with any regularity, I can't be messing with embedding videos. I get enough of that infuriating type of detail at work. Sorry.) 

Thomas thought he was going to get out of having a lesson because of this little recital yesterday, but he had a chance to play also and did a little improv on the organ bench, which is so totally Thomas. 

June 14, 2014


Thomas is very tired after a long, busy week, and he's super content to lie on our bed and read a book today, which I love. 

I walked in - to MY bedroom - and said, "Isn't reading awesome?"

He slowly lowered his book and said, "Yes, it is. You know what else is awesome? When you can read in silence and no one is trying to make conversation with you."

In case there was ever any doubt, he is most certainly a small version of his father. 

June 6, 2014

Happy Friday

It's summer, he's enjoying day camp and he's feeling good. Can't begrudge a guy for flexing in the mirror once in a while, right?

May 7, 2014

Honesty...is it the best policy?

While lying on our bed last night, both of us reading, Andrew did a double take looking at my legs.

"Mom, what are those lines all over your shins?

"They're called spider veins." 

"Why do you have them?"

"It's probably partly genetics and partly because I've had two babies."

"Oh. They don't look very good."

"I know, buddy. I'm actually pretty self-conscious about them."

"Well, your face is still really pretty."

"Thanks. That's a nice thing to say."

"Yeah, except for all the wrinkles on your forehead. Are those because of being pregnant too?"

"Yes, Andrew.  They are."

April 17, 2014

You can fool some of the people some of the time

Tonight at the dinner table, while discussing the fact that it's interesting to me that someone who isn't employed outside her home would be using Linkedin to connect via social media, Thomas said, "Well, mom, you're a stay-at-home mom, right? Except you just also have a job?"

Right, son. Something like that.

On days like this I don't know if I'm winning or losing or just simply drowning. But, hey, at least I'm snowing the eight-year-old.