Jane is About to be Grounded for the Rest of Her LIFE

Earlier this week I got an email. Here is the exact text: Hi! Just letting you know that Jane volunteered for the 6:45-7:30 shift at the pancake breakfast.  If this is a problem, please let know! I’ll leave the front gate popped open so people can get into the school. See you then! What am I supposed to say? Perhaps, “Listen if you want Jane on your doorstep before 7am may I suggest a sleepover at school?” Or maybe, “Sorry, that’s when we milk the cows.”? After setting three alarm …

Someday I’ll Tell You About Kenmore

Traveling to Chicago in the winter is a bear. It’s cold and the traffic is miserable. If there’s only one thing you ever learn from me in your entire life let it be this: There is a train station in O’Hare Airport. Use it. I was really happy to meet so many women who I’ve followed online for years. One in particular is Bobbie who had a very serious accident on her way home. Of course I was happy to be with new and old friends but after coming home …

Surgery

So I took Alexander to the eye doctor yesterday. I knew his eyes weren’t even and I knew that the eye exercises weren’t helping. So he’s having surgery next week. Dr. Velez will tighten his left eye muscle going upwards about 3 mm and his right eye will turn in 2-3 mm by loosening the outer muscles and tightening the medial set. The doctor asked Alexander about leaving some stitches in the eye and “fine tuning” it the day after surgery. Alexander and I both got queasy and tearful hearing …

The One Where I Told My Son We Could Stop After He Puked

I’m tired and lazy. August might be a little sporadic with the posting. Jane is back from Outward Bound. It sounds like it was an incredible experience, and it’s one I’ll invite her to talk more about. There were some harrowing moments with a tipped over canoe but it sounds like she was with an exceptional group of girls and they came to be close as a group. She came home taller, stronger, and without a lick of table manners. It was good. Last night two friends slept over and …

Fire Your Receptionist

So I called a pediatric optometrist to talk about vision therapy for Alexander’s eyes.   RECEPTIONIST: Does he have ambliopia or strabismus? ME: Both. RECEPTIONIST: [clucking her tongue] Oh that’s bad. [she rattles some keys on her keyboard and asks] And does his eye turn in or out? ME: It used to turn in, and now it turns out. RECEPTIONIST: Oh gosh, I’m really sorry. That’s really bad. ME: Um, I have an appointment I need to run to. I’ll call back later to follow up. Okay?