"I hope I don't have a nightmare. I had a nightmare that there was a gun and bullets. I hid, so I didn't get dead. All the kids have to hide. Some kids didn't hide and they got bullets [insert list of kids who hid or didn't hide]. Teachers don't have to hide, they're magic. They don't get bullets. Kids aren't magic, they have to hide."
"I hope I dream about a unicorn, about riding a unicorn, and I ride the unicorn wherever it wants to go."
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Giving Thanks
My first holiday without my little big girl. I felt her absence, but I was okay. And helped along by a jewish/french/korean extravaganza with lots of wine. And dinner at North on Wednesday night. If you visit Providence, eat at North, it's amazing.
And then LB and I hung out from Friday to Monday:
Playing and having a pre-holiday pastry:
A visit to the Children's Museum, which was fine but not entirely successful. In unfamiliar situations, I realize how reticent LB is. I think things would have gone better with a friend:
Followed by exhaustion:
And then LB and I hung out from Friday to Monday:
Playing and having a pre-holiday pastry:
A visit to the Children's Museum, which was fine but not entirely successful. In unfamiliar situations, I realize how reticent LB is. I think things would have gone better with a friend:
Followed by exhaustion:
The next day we went with a good friend to visit a good friend on a farm-with a horse, and cows, and chickens, and a fat cat named Hunter!
Then on Sunday, an improptu playdate at the park, and then the first night of advent:
