Category Archives: Kids

Seven

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And just like that, today she is seven. Or will be, actually, at 1:55pm this afternoon. She was bummed when she learned she wasn’t technically seven yet. But we let her open her presents this morning anyway.

There are no words for how I feel about this kid. We had no idea what we were getting into that snowy March day back in 2009. But nearly every day since has been full of laughter, smiles and maybe some candy. She is full of love and energy and can whip up a scrumptious smoothie. She’s brave and adventurous, sometimes too much for her Mom to handle. She is compassionate and thoughtful and adores her rescue pup and her oversized goldfish.

So, thanks, kiddo. For being so amazing. And for making my days so much brighter. We love you!

Holding on to Six

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In two days my daughter will turn seven. SEVEN. S.E.V.E.N! It sounds so old. It’s so far from preschooler or toddler or infant. She’s a solid grade-schooler if that’s even a term.

Just this morning I told a woman, “she’s just six.” Years past I would have said “almost six” or “four in three days.” But for some reason, that I’m too afraid to admit, I’m holding on to six.

Six is fun. It’s a fun word to say, with an x hanging on the end. Not many words use an X, and even fewer (yep, your mind went there, mine did too, but we’re talking about my daughter here), put most of their emphasis on that greatly underused consentant.

Hell, Six is even a fun word to look at. The contrast between the curvy S and the straight-laced, yet unexpectedly fun X? And the little I with it’s little dot. It’s just a fun word.

But seven? I’m not ready for seven. I’m not ready to visit the land of the tween, even if it’s just for quick moments. And I’m not ready to have a second-grader. But really, I’m not ready to say goodbye to six. To say goodbye to the baby that surprised me every day. The baby that asked to be held. The baby that I could bring with me wherever I went. The baby that I carried with me for 10 months.

Which is why, last night at 11:24 when she woke with a nightmare I didn’t even question her request. Of course you can sleep in our bed. Of course I’ll let me cuddle into my side, rest your head in my armpit, lay your hair across my face.

Those moments come far less often than they have in the past. I’m hanging on to every one of them. And for the next two days, I’m embracing six. And every unexpected surprise that comes with it. For 48 hours, I’m holding on to Six.

I’m Over at Blogher

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A few weeks ago I saw a comment on a Facebook post looking for mothers who feel strongly about the danger of concussions in youth sports. As a hockey player and mother of a soccer/hockey player, I offered the other side of the conversation. About how Husband and I are not holding Daughter back from sports she loves because Something Might Happen.

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Well, Blogher responded. And I wrote something. Now it’s live. And I’m so excited. Enjoy!!

http://www.blogher.com/worth-risk-3

The First Tooth

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Daughter lost her first tooth this weekend. And her second. They had been loose for a couple of weeks, but the timing of the actual loss couldn’t have been more exciting. We had just ridden the Ferris Wheel at Navy Pier in Chicago. She had just struggled to eat a hot dog at a Mexican restaurant overlooking Lake Michigan. The hot dog must have done the trick, because moments after we left the restaurant Husband reached into her little mouth and pulled out that tooth. There was a little bit of blood but a lot of excitement. There were phone calls to the grandparents. There was a posting on Facebook. There was jumping up and down and lots of hugs.

The next day tooth number two started to work it’s way out of her gums. We tried to pull it before she went to bed, but it just bled and didn’t budge. The next morning it was gone. No sign of bleeding and no sign of the tooth. Yet it was clearly not in her mouth. Figuring she swallowed it, we started getting ready for the airport. Thirty minutes later she found it, there in the sheets that we had scoured earlier. Amazing. White tooth, white sheets, found. Little girl happy again.

The tooth fairy found us in Chicago and found us again when we got home. She’s most excited that she lost her tooth on a vacation, and none of us will ever forget that Ferris Wheel. Ever.

8&9/52

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I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks. And I’m behind. Again.

These weeks you:

• threw multiple parties, including one with “confetti”

• went to open skate (twice) and skated faster than I’ve ever seen you skate, laughing the whole time

• brought me to the coffee shop where you picked out Peanut Butter Chocolate Cheesecake

• played chase with Daddy and Luna over and over and over

• taught the younger girls at dance class how to throw and catch a ball… gently…

7/52

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I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.

This week you:

• are still trying to get rid of the cold… we all are

• spent a day at the Mall of America with Grandma & Grandpa – they looked exhausted

• made Bubble Valentines for your class and loved it

• discovered you like to dip carrots AND lettuce in honey (ick)

• went to the Science Museum with Daddy and loved every minute of it

6/52

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I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.

This week you:

• caught a cold and have been dealing with a runny nose and a nagging cough

• played your last hockey scrimmage of the season and had a blast

• helped me paint the basement (!)

• tried fresh fennel and fennel and tilapia stew… the fresh fennel was a hit

• had a babysitter for only the second time and watched for her at the window for over an hour

3/52

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I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.

This week you:

• with a pep talk…  you made it through an hour of hockey practice… and had fun 

• talked Mom into taking you down the double big hill and laughed when we almost hit a tree

• introduced our new realtor to every single My Little Pony you own

• cuddled with me and watched over an hour straight of Renovation Realities on HGTV

• finally made a snow man… it’s been too cold!