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Getting What We Wished For

We took the girls to an amusement park yesterday–an amusement park which, as we discovered only after pushing 70 pounds of girl in a double stroller all day, is comprised entirely of hills.  Hill that go up, both ways. But it was such a good day.  SK had an absolute blast, Quinn was happy as a clam (who came up with that phrase?  I assume that this is a clam who’s contentedly residing in some ocean, before he’s about to meet some linguine and white wine sauce, right?).  We got there when the park opened, figuring we’d probably be able to make it to four, maybe 5 o’clock and get home in time for dinner and baths.  See, we are ride people.  Roller coasters, especially, with bonus points for extra speed and extra drops and a missing floor, perhaps.  But this time last year, Saoirse was terrified of amusement parks, and spent a lot of time weeping and shaking before finally getting on a mosey-around-the-track automatic car.  This year, we hoped, some of our DNA would start to rub off.  We hoped she’d be brave…

Be Still, My Weeping Heart

Let’s have a word about inclusion, shall we? I don’t mean in school, though I’d be happy to chat about that ’till the academic cows come home.  I mean inclusion with kids, playing. And how if one kid isn’t included–and that kid is your precious ball of 3-year-old sweetness, your momma’s heart will break into about a billion pieces and you will want to wrap your child up in arms of steel wire so that she can never, ever get hurt again. That kind of inclusion. We joined my (large, sprawling) extended family at my uncle’s house yesterday afternoon for Father’s Day (even though Father’s Day is no longer a relaxing excuse to play pool and drink beer when there’s more than one child to look after.  Sorry, David, but the kid needed lunch and Quinn’s in the stage where she clings to me like a spider monkey…). Saoirse was thrilled to bits to see her cousins again, but alas, the usual good time was not meant to be. Have you ever entered a…