The Tragic Optimist

Category Archives: the girl

cool vs pretty

Spring has come early this year.  In fact, it feels like winter hardly had a chance.  So we had our first dinner outside.  Nothing fancy: chicken, cauliflower, frozen blueberries that left our fingers purple-stained. In between handfuls of blueberries, Zoe pipes up: “P [a boy at daycare] told me today about the difference between boy …

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of science and cats

This morning, Zoe comes to us and tells us she learned some new things about our cats, that they don’t like orange things and they don’t like balloons.  When we asked how she learned this, she said she’d taken her orange balloon and held it in front of the cat’s face, and the cat walked …

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1-2-3-4-5

Zoe turned 5 today.  Five!!!  Five.  Wow. The day didn’t start too well, I was sitting with Hazel on my bed, and turned away, and down she went.   Lesson for the day: if you find yourself saying to your baby, “Why don’t we put you on the floor so I’m not so nervous with you …

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sisters

I never had a sister.  Well, not until I was 17 and an exchange student (and that’s really a topic for another post or 30, though I’d love to write more about that someday).  It’s been a lot of fun to watch Zoe and Hazel’s relationship, and how they interact.  Hazel so clearly looks up …

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The blogging bug

I’ve been missing this blog – I’ve been missing blogging in general.  This morning, I had a couple hours all to myself (I’m working the evening shift tonight), and got to do some work on my Little Four Eyes blog.  I got so fired up and remembered how much I love these spaces.   I …

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Sweet dreams

Zoe called out for me in the middle of the night last night. I ran up the stairs, bathrobe hastily thrown on to see what was the matter. “I had a dream mommy” she tells me quietly, “a dream about flowers and lots of roses and we could smell them! Was that a good dream? …

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patcher

Zoe finished her 10th day of patching this morning.  It hasn’t been easy, I know she doesn’t like it and it’s hard to see with the patch on, but I’ve been super proud of what a trooper she’s been, wearing it without complaint (though she does ask how much longer she needs to keep it …

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3 months

Estwing rock hammer (17 years old), with 3 month baby for scale (~25″).

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you’re not alone

When Hazel cries while Zoe’s around, Zoe will usually run to her and hold Hazel’s hand or give her a hug.  “You’re not alone,” she’ll tell her little sister, “big sister is here.” It pretty much melts my heart into a pile of goo. Recently, I’ve found myself repeating the “you’re not alone” part to …

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lists

On New Year’s day, I mentioned at dinner that people sometimes like to talk about things that they think or hope will happen in the next year.  Since then, Zoe has been going around making lists of things that are to come in 2011.  I should probably put scare quotes around the word “lists” in …

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