Lucy Gleams and Glows

by Leslie

I’ve been looking pretty old and haggard, lately, and I made mention of it while combing Lucy’s hair after bath time recently. And so, she sang me the most heart-felt and sincere version of that song Rapunzel sings in Tangled to make her hair glow.

“Do you feel better?” she asked.

I gave her a smile. “I do.”

She leaned in close and whispered, “I think my hair might be magic, too.”

“I think you’re right. Will you sing that again?”

She did.

Definitely magic.

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Jan

23

The Winter of Bee’s Discontent

by Leslie

We got enough snow to cancel school on Friday and dance classes on Saturday and, of course, to play in, too.

There’s Julia playing in the snow.

There’s Lucy eating the snow.

And there’s Phoebe, hating the snow.

Don’t worry. Julia and Lucy got her to grin, eventually.

And after those teeth finally came through Sunday morning, she was much more cheerful.

See? We made it through.

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Nov

20

We hadn’t made a video in a while.

by Leslie

This is what we’ve been rocking out to in the car, lately.

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Nov

3

The Ramp

by Leslie

Now and then, I get these ideas. I decide my life will be perfect if I (fill in the blank). Have more money. Lose weight. Get laser hair removal. Learn to knit. My latest idea: Get up early. So each school night this year, I set my alarm for Very Early O’Clock. Now I know there are people who set their alarms for Very Very VERY Early O’Clock and by the time I’m hitting the snooze, they’ve already worked out, scrubbed their floors, milled their own flour, and written a novel. They win. And they have my envy. Really, I’m just shooting for being showered and dressed before the kids wake up.

I’d love to be a morning person, but I’m not. I love the benefits of getting up early, but the actual getting up is horrific. It feels like being eaten by bugs from the inside out while being crushed by an elephant. This is why the getting up early thing I’ve had going has been so miraculous. I’ve been fighting that feeling for the first fifteen minutes of my day for weeks. But today, thanks to parent-teacher conferences, I had no good reason to be awake before the sun.

As I put the girls to bed last night, I ~~bribed them with cotton candy~~ gently suggested that they entertain themselves in their room for a bit should they wake before me in the morning. And they did just that. I was lying in bed with Phoebe (who’d gotten up at 4 a.m. for corn’s sake!) when I heard them stirring via the baby monitor. They decided to read books. What good girls, I thought. And I drifted off to the soft sound of their whispered words.

“I think you’re gonna need a helmet.”

That’s what woke me up. A helmet? For what?

“Here’s a basket. Turn on the music. Do that Rock and Roll All Nite one.”

“I can’t find it.”

A moment later, “I’ll Be” by Edwin McCain wafted through the speaker.

“Wait, we need eye protection.”

That’s when I knew I had to get up.

I knocked on the door and gently pushed it open. “What are ya doin’ girls?”