Elder Girleen has over the past few months reached a stage where she likes — no, is obsessed with — jump-rope chants. You know… Miss Mary Mac Mac, all dressed in black, black, black. Whenever she and one or more of her cohorts gather, you can bet they’re off in the corner or up inContinue reading “What Seven-Year-Old Girls Think About”
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That Time of Year Again
Oh, mothers of school-aged children, those odd disheveled creatures! (the mothers, I mean, not their offspring). Unless they work really really hard at it (or take Adderall) they’re usually a day late and a dollar short. Their cars are filled with crud and crumbs. They’re forgetful. They wear ugly sensible shoes. They are the faintContinue reading “That Time of Year Again”
Clap Your Hands if You Believe
We are at the age: Elder Girleen has left princesses and their overly-sweet attendant glitter and frills far far behind, putting them aside as childish things. We are at the age: she’s become all arched feathery eyebrows and long strong scraped-up legs, and mind that works and works and works, so quickly that it takesContinue reading “Clap Your Hands if You Believe”
