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3.15.2010

en faisant la lessive

The effect on the unpracticed laundry novice of merely watching me fold four loads of laundry.


He slept like this for over an hour. Imagine if he had actually helped me do the folding. I think I need a nap.

3.11.2010

lecons de la vie

A few days ago, I glanced out the kitchen window and saw this going on in the backyard...












Somewhere along the way, L has picked up on how to swing on a swing! Just as with a few choice words he's also picked up, I had virtually no hand in teaching this to him. When I was a young mom, I used to fancy myself as the dispenser of all knowledge. Now I know way less than I used to and they know way more than I realize...like how to swing on a swing. Where did that come from? Now I often don't enter the picture until after they've learned something, and my role is increasingly reduced to confirmer and/or dispeller of everything they soak up from the world around them. I think I'm okay with this. So when L asked me this week, "Mom, is 'shet' still a bad word today?', I answered with equanimity, "Yes, 'shet' is still a bad word."

chanteur de salon

As it appears we've had a lounge singer (or two) in our midst, buying the used piano was an excellent idea.






Having two fledgling pianists (three if you count me, four if you count J) helped seal the deal.