After staying up way too late last night making untold dozens of cookies then being woken by Lydia way too early this morning, I think I’m finally nearly ready to leave for Stockholm in a little more than an hour. Lydia and I are having a long mother/daughter weekend in the big city, and will… Read More Hasta la vista!

I just now, at ten minutes past eleven at night, took this picture off my front porch. With just over a month left until the solstice, we’ve already got almost twenty-four hours of daylight. It will get a bit duskier tonight than it is now, but it won’t reach full darkness, and by two-thirty in… Read More Twilight

As I know I’ve mentioned before, housekeeping is an ongoing challenge for me. Our being a rather untidy lot, coupled with our living in a too-big house, has led to our living space being barely on the side of, well, livable a good deal of the time. Lately, though, I’ve been making more of an… Read More Spring cleaning

It’s another picture post, but believe me — these are far better than anything I could write.

I was looking through some of my old journal entries from when I was pregnant with Tage, and the first time I posted then about being tired of being pregnant was July 19, just over a month before I was due. As it turned out, he came eleven days ahead of schedule, which was not… Read More Monday

Another downside to the very late sunset is all the raucous noise made by little kids playing outside long past the time that they should be in bed. Right now it’s after ten p.m. and there’s at least one rowdy band of boys about Lydia’s age running around the neighborhood yelling and jumping their bikes… Read More Friday

Tage is very much into make-believe lately, which makes for plenty of laughs around here. The past few minutes he’s been putting a blanket over his head then running in to where I sit at the computer and roaring. Playing along, I gasp and exclaim, “Oh no, it’s a monster,” at which point he pulls… Read More Playtime

Though summer is my favorite time of year, I have to admit that I’m no big fan of the Midnight Sun. There’s not much outside to indicate that spring, let alone summer, is on the way (it SNOWED yesterday, for crying out loud), but even in the absence of anything green on the trees, the… Read More Too much of a good thing

My daughter’s vanity knows no bounds. Just now she’s over at her cousin’s house for a birthday party, and the invitation specified that the party is a “painting party” so guests should wear unfancy clothes that their mothers weren’t concerned about. When Lydia saw the sweatpants and sweatshirt I had set out for her–neither garment… Read More So Vain