Her Holiday List

One evening before Christmas I was talking to my mom about Christmas lists. Livia came into the room. She must have liked what she heard of my half of the conversation. Unbeknownst to me, she started making her own Christmas list on my desk calendar. I found it later. It said,

Jnastick stuf and a tablit and a baby elafint and 40 glow sticks and Barbye moves and a chare and somping soft and some pens so at she can mack a culoring boock and some morckors and thats it for noaw. (Translation: gymnastic stuff and a tablet and a baby elephant and 40 glow sticks and Barbie movies and a chair and something soft and some pens so that she can make a coloring book and some markers and that’s it for now.)

Livia is the kind of girl who knows what she wants. She often gets what she wants, too. Many of these items showed up under the Christmas tree for her, lucky girl!

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Merry Christmas

I was just absent-mindedly fiddling with the glow stick that my daughter gave me when she asked, “You gonna stick that in your nose?” I thought about it for a minute, then replied, “Yeah.” And I stuck it up my nose.

We’re serious about holiday spirit here, you see. We don’t merely have lights. We have lights up our noses.

Merry Christmas, and may all your noses be bright!

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Stories from 2017

Dear Kids,

Here are some stories about you.

Marshall went through a phase of thanking us for everything. For example, one day there was a turkey in the yard. I showed it to him, and afterward he solemnly said, “Thank you for telling me about the turkey, Mommy.” He thanked me for everyday things, such as doing the laundry, and he thanked Daddy for mowing the lawn. It was sweet.

Livia loves to make books. I find them randomly strewn all over the house. Some of them are coloring books. Some are sequels to her favorite books by other authors (for example, “Big Bubble 2” was floating around for a while). And some of them are stories that she wrote and illustrated for herself, such as “Cat Girl.” She doesn’t always finish them, sadly, and some of them are rather dangerously stapled, but I treasure them all. I am absolutely blown away by her creativity and her passion for making art.

Marshall always says, “I love you more than you love me.” I always reply, “Not possible.” Then he says, “And don’t say that it’s not possible, because I do love you more than you love me.” This argument sometimes goes on for a while. One thing is for sure: there’s a lot of love in this house!

Love,

Mom

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Three Magical Books

This post has been sitting in my drafts folder since October. Crazy, huh? It looks OK to me, so I’m going to fix the typos that I found and publish it. Here goes!

My friend recently mentioned Sarah Mlynowski’s Magic in Manhattan series, which reminded me that I needed to go back and finish it. So I did. Click here to see what I wrote about the first book (Bras & Broomsticks) or continue reading this page for reviews of the second, third, and fourth books of the series.

Frogs & French Kisses by Sarah Mlynowski

Grade: A

Bras & Broomsticks may have won me over in the end, but Frogs & French Kisses had me at the very beginning. The story begins with young witch Miri practicing her broom-flying skills while her older sister Rachel, who is not a witch, hangs on to the back for dear life. They crash land in a field with cows, which was not a particularly enjoyable experience for them, but later they find out that those cows are going to be made into steaks, which is even worse. They go back to the field later and Miri uses her witchy powers to zap the cows to safety. But Miri’s magic misfires and somehow interprets “safety” to mean “the gymnasium of Rachel’s high school.” The cows ruin the gym floor and the repairs will be costly, but worst of all, now the prom can’t be held there! The girls will have to do something to make amends and, of course, silliness ensues.

Rachel is in great form in this book. She comes across as both fun and funny. I enjoyed this reading immensely, and I cannot fathom why I would have quit the book previously without finishing it. Recommended.

Spells & Sleeping Bags by Sarah Mlynowski

Grade: B

In this book Miri and Rachel go to summer camp. Rachel is dealing was some life changes, Miri feels neglected, and there’s a mean girl at camp who seems to be deliberately widening the rift between the sisters. It’s a teen summer camp book, so expect lots of new friends, pranks, swimming, canoeing, and romance. I can’t say much more than that without spoilers.

Though I often like summer camp stories, this one didn’t quite work for me. Rachel was not quite so amusing this time (what happened???), and the plot was predictable. However, if you enjoyed the first two books of the series and want to know what happens between Rachel and the boy she’s been crushing on, then go ahead and read it. Just be warned—I think Mlynowski may have been trying to age-up the book with teen talk, including some minor swears. My own very young kids have already encountered worse language, so I doubt even the youngest teens are going to find it shocking. I just thought that some of the language and semi-mature content was a little off-putting.

Parties & Potions by Sarah Mlynowski

Grade: B+

Warning: potential spoilers ahead.

The girls have discovered that there are many other witches in the world. Indeed, witches have their own culture and customs and language. The girls decide to enter witch society by taking part in the Samsorta, which is basically the bat mitzvah of witchdom. They even take special classes at a witch school to learn the details of the ceremony. Miri finally starts to make friends (including boys!), but Rachel is having a hard time compartmentalizing her life into magical parts and non-magical parts.

I liked this book better than the third one, but it reminded me too much of other series, including Harry Potter (which was referenced at least twice, probably to let us know that the author realized the comparison was inevitable). As with the previous book, you may find it worth reading just to find out what happens between Rachel and her love interest.

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Trolls & Elves

Heard around the house:

One man’s troll is another man’s elf.

Somehow I doubt Santa would agree.

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Merlin, Wars, Yawn

Here is the review I wrote about a book that I read earlier this year.

The Crystal Cave by Mary Stewart

Grade: B+

This is a first-person account of Merlin’s early years. In this telling, he is the illegitimate son of Ambrosius, who is Uther Pendragon’s brother. This makes Merlin the cousin of Arthur, who had not yet been born. Basically, Merlin figures out who he is and who his father is and then goes to live in a cave by himself. It’s slow-paced and deliberately skips all the action of multiple battles. To be honest, I found much of it boring.

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Revelations

I had an A-HA! moment while working on my novel this morning, just before my word processor ate the document that I was working on. Yes, the A-HA! moment was so powerful that it temporarily broke my computer. No worries, though. I hadn’t written much in that particular file yet, and revelations are hard to forget.

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All I Can Do Is Laugh

I have my own particular set of sayings that I use frequently. One of them is “make it snappy.” I use this saying on the kids when they’re slow to do whatever it is they’ve been told to do. But Marshall has decided to take the saying literally. If I tell him to “make it snappy,” he starts snapping his fingers and doing a little dance. Usually we’re in a rush, so I ought to get angry when he starts dancing instead of following my instructions. His snappy dance is just so hysterical that all I can do is laugh.

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I Should Know Better

I am old enough to know by now that if I hide something in an unusual spot and say to myself “Don’t forget that you put this here” it means I absolutely will forget and shouldn’t put it there. But I never seem to learn, and that is how I ended up spending a lot of precious time this week fruitlessly searching for my list of Advent gifts and printouts. I have now searched in all the likely spots several times, and most of the unlikely spots, too. No luck. Thank goodness I did some of the work on my computer and can at least reprint that part!

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Memento Mori

I went into my daughter’s room to get her up this morning. She was sitting on her bed, sorting through her Pokemon cards. Among the Pokemon tins was one smaller, different tin. She told me I could open it, so I did. Inside was a necklace with beads that spelled out the word MOM. Aw!

I said, “Oh, is this for me?”

“No,” she replied.

Huh. That was not the answer I had expected. “But is says `Mom’ on it. Are you sure it’s not for me?”

“It’s for me,” she said. “To remind me of you when you’re dead.”

She went on to explain that she doesn’t want me to die. It’s just that she wants to be able to remember me if I do. That sounds reasonable, and kind of sweet. I’m not planning to die any time soon, but it is nice to know that, if I do, there’s someone who wants to remember me.

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