Monthly Archives: September 2012

her name is susannah

Oliver to server at Sky Blue: Her name is Susannah, but I don’t really call her that. I just call her mommy or momma. Or mom. Advertisements

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sleepy awesome

It’s not always clear to me, but sometimes you kids exude awesomeness. Oliver, when I went in to check on tonight, you just rolled over–perfectly asleep–and smiled an “I-love-you smile” to me. So wonderful.

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a story, as retold by Yia-yia: Oliver was playing on the slide yesterday with another boy his age and a still younger one at the bottom. The bigger boys were being careful of Clay, but came tumbling down anyway. Oliver … Continue reading

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The scene just minutes after I set the kids down to dinner: Darwin had used her yogurt as body paint. The report from Oliver: “Mah-um, Darwin is covered in yo-grit.”

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backwards talk

On our drive down to Lake Weiss in Alabama for the last hurrah of summer–Labor Day weekend–the screeching banshee that is Darwin Elizabeth Fotopulos was in rare carseat form. You were driving us mad, oh willful girl! Oliver, your problem-solving … Continue reading

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