December 18

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Today was a pretty typical Monday, except with really good mail.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 17

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This is one cool kid. I’m glad he’s still willing to flash a smile for his mom (even if I’m taken aback by how grown up he looks).

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 16

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Kids fascinate me. No matter where we go, they either find friends or make new ones fast, but rarely are they content to play alone when there is anyone about their age around. This morning at Simon’s last indoor soccer game, Ian found a buddy from his class (and his soccer team) and they included in their game a new friend they just met too. I don’t understand it, but I do envy it a little.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 15

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There are a lot of reasons to stay in the van for after school pickup (some better than others): too cold, too hot, too lazy, too introverted, too late. But here’s what’s also true:  Friends are the best, and I’m never sorry when I get out of the van. Human connection! Adult conversation! Fresh air and golden light! I’m thinking of making this the screensaver on my phone to remind myself that it’s worth it.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 14

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Even though he does something to remind me near-daily, I often forget what a ham Ian is. We enjoyed his dramatic reading of Humphrey’s First Christmas. (Reading a Christmas book was a somewhat posed photo op, but Ian really did read the book–and the expressiveness was all his own. Simon’s costume is also all him.)

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 13

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Natten går tunga fjät
rund gård och stuva;
kring jord, som sol förlät,
skuggorna ruva.
Då i vårt mörka hus,
stiger med tända ljus,
Sankta Lucia, Sankta Lucia.

Natten går stor och stum
nu hörs dess vingar
i alla tysta rum
sus som av vingar.
Se, på vår tröskel står
vitklädd med ljus i hår
Sankta Lucia, Sankta Lucia.

Mörkret ska flykta snart
ur jordens dalar
så hon ett underbart
ord till oss talar.
Dagen ska åter ny
stiga ur rosig sky
Sankta Lucia, Sankta Lucia.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 12

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We stayed an hour at the Mill this afternoon, sipping Italian sodas, playing Yahtzee! and not doing homework.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 11

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Clara likes to hug and kiss her brothers after school. Ian is over it.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 10

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These two were born four days apart, but that was almost six (!) years ago. Now they’re both in kindergarten, and they can read and write and stuff. It’s too much. I found them hanging around after Christmas program practice grafitti-ing the dry erase board.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 20122013201420152016


December 9

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Ah, how good it is to be among people who are reading. –Rainer Maria Rilke

I adore my book club. These women (and a few not pictured) are some of the smartest, best people I know. They challenge me and make me laugh, and I look forward to our gathering each month. I do love reading, but reading with these guys makes it pretty much my favorite.

DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016