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What Love Has to Do with It

Birth order is a funny thing, isn’t it?  Saoirse is such a chill little girl–smart but sensitive, happy yet thoughtful.  And now–now–she has this little (well, not so little) sister tagging along wherever she goes, active and rambunctious and mischievous and affectionate, and sososoSO in love with her big sister she doesn’t want her out of her sight.   It’s like the kid’s a human backpack, and Saoirse’s on the hike of a lifetime. As soon as she wakes in the morning, Quinn calls out,  “Hi, Mommy!  Hi, Daddy!”  But when you walk into her room to get her out of her crib, the story changes:  “Where’s Shir-sha?  I wan’ Shir-sha.” Whatever Saoirse is playing with, Quinn wants, even if that means Saoirse can’t  play with it anymore because Quinn has picked up the toy and gone running out of the room with it. In her car seat, she peeks over to her sister just to see if she can make her giggle.  She hugs her.  She kisses her.  She smacks her in the…

Do You Hear That? Me, Neither

It’s like we turned a corner, suddenly found ourselves out of that sketchy neighborhood, and can now unlock our doors and sit up straight in our seats. It’s as if that awful fist fight between Ashton Kutcher and Wilmer Valderrama really was just a bad nightmare after all, and I’ve woken up to find that I’m not really stuck in the body of Topher Grace, and I don’t have live on the set of That 70’s Show with shag carpeting and tiny, tiny televisions.  I feel like the rain clouds have moved away, and I’m twirling on the mountaintop, arms outstretched, petticoat swinging, hurling my happy voice to the tops of the clouds and the floating birds. The children are getting along. Do you hear me, people?!  The children. are getting. along.  Getting along getting along getting along!!  They’re playing together and beside each other and in the same room and they’re GETTING ALONG!! Hallelujah.  Let the choirs sing the glory, shall we? Last week was what I would call a “lost week.” The kind of days where there&#8217…

Short and Sweet

I went out with friends last night, and it was one of those evenings where we try to fit three months of conversation into three hours.  I came away thinking I might write something today about friendship and finding people with whom you really click.  But then, one of my friends and her family are moving next week.  She’s the first friend I’ve made since moving back to this area to leave it, so I thought maybe I’d write about that today–change and growth and all the feelings of fear and sadness and excitement those two words can conjure.  And then, as I opened up my laptop, I realized that Thanksgiving is tomorrow, and yes, you guessed it…maybe I’d jot down some ideas about being grateful and simply appreciating the moment as it happens.  Apparently I’m in a sentimental mood. But then I was saw this picture in my files. And I don’t need to write anything more.  It already did…