Thursday, 9/5/13 Skipped a day already, haven’t I? Well, we lost a good half day just due to flying over the Atlantic. Our 5am is noonish over here. We took the Tube from the airport to our hotel; well, the vicinity of our hotel. After a little fumble near South Kensington, we made it to […]
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Londinium: Day 1 “Travel Day”
Like last time, I kept up a journal during our trip to London, only this time I wrote it on my phone. Makes for easy copy and pasting! I’m going to dole it out in increments, so it won’t be to overwhelming. So we begin with . . . Day 1: Travel Day Despite I-20’s […]
a quick note
Time to torture myself with a plane ride again. This time we’re off to London. Why? Well, why not? We take off in a few hours. I suppose I should pack. Au revoir.
ask not for whom the school bell tolls, it tolls for thee
August is entering its hot, sweltering end and I am so looking forward to October. Only 38 more days! The kids are winding down out of summer mode, though the weather is still fine for swimming. Other than all that, there’s not much going on around here. Same ol’, same ol’. Oh yeah, Lydia also […]
scenes from the mundane: batteries
EXT. MOMMY’S CAR, A.K.A. ELLIOTT — EARLY EVENING The Williams family heads home after a day of swimming. MOMMY and DADDY are listening to music. LYDIA is staring out of the window, daydreaming. SAM is playing with a singing alphabet toy, commonly known as ‘W.’ SAM It need a batteries in it. Mommy? It need […]
the wiz
I have heard it said the first year with a child is the hardest. All of the midnight feedings, mass of diapers and complete helplessness can really do a number on you. Well, I am here today to tell you that this is not true. All of that mess is a multitude of times easier […]
five year old taco
I woke up yesterday morning with one thought continually running through my head: “Oh my God, she’s five. Five! Why is she five?!” Five seems such a big number. Five is bicycles and reading. It is glue sticks, scissors, and paint. Will Lydia be able to handle all that? Of course she can. Lydia has […]
backseat conversations: wedding
Lydia: “Will you come to my wedding?” Me: “Yes, sweetie; of course I’ll be at your wedding.” Lydia: “No, I was talking to Sam. Hey Sam! Will you come to my and Nathan’s wedding?” Sam: “No.” Lydia, pouting: “Sam, I want you to come to my wedding!” Sam: “No!” Me: “Baby, he doesn’t know what […]
an island divided
I’m sure you’ve figured it out by now, but we did survive the little excursion I had mentioned. It was a very pleasant getaway, one that was much needed. After our long vacation drought from 2007 to 2012, these little trips have been wonderful. It took two airplane flights to get to St. Martin*, and […]
sputnik; thirty-six months in orbit
Last weekend, Sam turned three years old. I must admit, this year’s set of birthdays has snuck up on me spectacularly. I’m fairly surprised that I even got a birthday party whipped up for Young Samuel. Lydia’s is still looming . . . Sam has really grown into himself this past year. He continued speech […]