Cheyenne and I road tripped today to Bottineau, North Dakota. Tomorrow she starts her week at International Music Camp which is held at the Peace Gardens and I thought it would be prudent to head out a day early to make sure we had no unexpected setbacks. We spent the trip chatting, laughing and rockin' [...]
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Where credit is due…
I went to the movies today with Cheyenne and her friend Abby. "Went" is loosely defined as chauffeured, paid for the tickets and concessions and was reluctantly allowed to sit a row behind them. Oh the joys of having a 12 year old. We saw Kung Fu Panda 2. It was a sweet movie filled [...]
I know nothing!
Once upon a time I knew it all- I was a teenager. The older I get the less I know...or perhaps it is not so much that I know less but that I know all the things I don't know. Do you know what I mean? 😉 The confidence in one's knowledge as a teen [...]
The ruin of Rome…
Cheyenne had an assignment to create a model representing the architecture from Ancient Rome. She decided that this model would be best created with air dry clay so we scurried over to Michaels on Friday so that she could create her masterpiece on Saturday morning and have it dry by Monday morning. She worked diligently [...]
The best April Fool’s joke ever!
Today is my youngest child's birthday. Today Cheyenne is officially 12 (although she has by her account been "almost 12" for a good six months). Yes, I know it is April Fool's Day. What better day to deliver a baby a few months before you turn 40? The universe seemed to delight in its sense [...]
He has the bladder of a squirrel.
When I commented to Cheyenne early in the winter that our dog Chompers sure had to go out a lot lately she remarked, "He has a tiny bladder...he has the bladder of a squirrel." This caused me to spontaneously laugh out loud. Where does she come up with these things and who even thinks of [...]
A glorious sound…
I played violin as a kid...well, played may be too generous a word. I think "played" denotes some level of mastery. When I practiced even my high level efforts sounded like a cat in heat...a really loud and frustrated cat. My cousin was a violinist with the Philadelphia Philharmonic and my parents were hopeful that [...]
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