Stories About Livia 2014

Dear Livia,

Here are some more stories about you.

We used to do a lot of exercises that we called “homework,” even though it was assigned by me, not your teachers. Now that Marshall is in Kindergarten and gets real homework several times a week, you want to do his homework, too. So we photocopy it for you. You’re very quick at it. Sometimes you even give him the answers!

You like to sit at my desk and color while I’m working. When I took two weeks off for my gall bladder surgery, you were upset that I wasn’t at my desk. I felt bad for you, so I sat at my desk for a little while each day during my recovery so that we could “work” together.

You often decorate your stuffed animals with your hair accessories and jewelry. Among the animals to be awarded this honor are Puppy, Hippoey, Duckie, Apricot, and even your cat-shaped coin bank.

We went shopping in the toy aisle at Target to spend some money that Marshall had gotten as a present. You were wearing a red shirt that says, “I put ketchup on my ketchup” (see Teenage Mutant Ketchup Turtle picture, which was taken during that trip). Several people commented on it, saying that they really liked ketchup, too. You loved the attention. Later you went up to a woman and said, “I like your shirt.” I thought you were being polite, until you asked her, “Do you like my shirt?” Ha-ha! You just wanted another person to compliment your shirt.

From my journal, written on vacation: “Livia saw me sitting on the swing, writing. So she came over, sat down, and took my notebook away. I let her, too. She was being so cute. I could not send her away. I did not want to hurt her feelings. She sang to me as we sat there swinging. Lovely little songs, each different and precious and now lost to the wind. I can’t record everything.”

Love,

Mom

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Old Book Reviews

Mustaine: A Heavy Metal Memoir by Dave Mustaine, with Joe Laden
Grade: B+

Dave Mustaine is the frontman and founder of Megadeth. I haven’t listened to Megadeth since the ’80s, back when I was a rebellious teenager. But I have always thought that Mustaine sounded like an interesting person, so when one of my Facebook friends suggested the book to me, I couldn’t resist borrowing it from the library.

Those who follow heavy metal will already know that Mustaine was kicked out of Metallica (one of the most popular bands ever) just before they got their big break. It would be a tragic story except that Mustaine recovered from the setback almost immediately by forming his own successful metal band, Megadeth. This memoir covers his youth briefly, then takes the reader through about 2009.

Readers are subjected to bad language and vulgar descriptions, and stories of rage, violence, death, drug dealing, and drug use. Mustaine and almost every member of the band (in its many iterations) struggled with drug addiction. So this book is not for anyone who’s likely to be offended or disgusted easily.

I was able to handle all of that. It reminded me of the behavior I witnessed in the heavy metal crowd of my teens. The story rang true true in many ways, making me almost nostalgic for that very difficult time of my life.

One thing that bothered me, though, was that Mustaine told cruel little stories about so many of the people he encountered along the way. It was as if he felt the need to take almost everyone else down a notch, just to give himself a boost. But he reserved a special dose of venom for Lars Ulrich and James Hetfield of Metallica. There’s one grudge that won’t die!

I’m afraid that to many Mustaine will come across as arrogant and petty, perhaps worse. But, in spite of his egregious behavior and unkind story-telling, or perhaps because of those things, I saw him as someone struggling with his own insecurities. He seemed very human to me, even likable in his own way, and consequently I enjoyed the book. Recommended for metalheads, past and present.

A Tangle of Knots by Lisa Graff
Grade: B+

I loved the first chapter of this book. It was such a great setup. A young man with a suitcase is about to take a bus. You get the feeling that this trip is a big deal for the young man, that his whole future will be riding with him.

Enter the strange giant of a man with a Talent for tying knots. He tells the young man to hold on to his suitcase, because it’s something special. And of course, the young man has to let it out of his sight to board the bus. You get this dreadful feeling that the suitcase will not be there when he reaches his destination. And you just know that the consequences will be terrible.

But then the story shifts away from that young man, who will not be seen again for some time. Instead, we learn about a slew of other characters, the most important of which is Cady, a girl with a Talent for knowing exactly which type of cake a person will like and the ability to make every cake perfectly. Eventually the tales of the young bus rider and Cady come together, but it’s a complicated journey.

I wanted to love A Tangle of Knots. It was so wonderful in so many ways. It was just too convoluted and contrived to earn my love and an “A” grade. But I salute the author for writing a beautiful book.

The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan
Grade: A-

In this story, the ancient Egyptian gods have returned. The god Set is hellbent for destruction. The only people who might stop him are the Kane siblings, two teenagers with mystical powers. But the Kanes don’t understand how to use those powers yet, and time is running out.

The Red Pyramid is the first book of this second series by Rick Riordan to feature mythical gods. I wasn’t expecting much, because it seemed like such a bad idea to go to that particular well a second time. But wow! It was a lot of fun and different from The Lightning Thief series. Recommended.

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The Two of You

Dear Kids,

Here are some stories about the two of you.

Sometimes it’s hard to keep up with laundry, and any outfit that consists of more than one piece is likely to get separated into different loads. It happens often with two-piece jammie sets. You used to get upset when you couldn’t find matching sets until I convinced you to mix and match. Then we had a joyful parade of bumblerinas, bumblaliens, dinobumbles, and owlbees. Livia enjoyed this so much that she now mixes and matches even when she doesn’t have to.

For a long time Daddy would take Marshall to the bus stop every day and I’d hear trucks honking. I wondered why the truckers were making such a racket. Then I took Marshall to the bus stop myself and found out. It turns out that Daddy taught Marshall how to pump his arm to get the truck drivers to honk. Once Livia started going to school, she learned, too. It’s amazing how many of the truckers notice the signal and are obliging enough to honk for you. I love it.

You decided one day that we needed more decorations, so you made some out of paper and pipe cleaners. Dozens of them. You hung them all over the place, including every doorknob in the house. They were such a nuisance, but we left them up for a while because you were so proud of yourselves.

One morning you came in to wake us up, and we let you climb into bed with us. You pretended to be magic worms. You were surprisingly vocal. For worms, that is. You kept saying, “We’re squirmy wormies!”

Livia claims at any given time to have between ten and twelve invisible and/or imaginary friends. The only ones she mentions consistently, though, are Chairy and Charella. Marshall says there’s also one called Chaira. When I asked Livia what the others were called, she said, “Cranayta, Satnayta, Crunch Sticker, Kiachairy, Playachairy, Blockacuppa, and Crabacuppa.” She was obviously making those names up on the spot! When I mentioned this to Daddy, he said, “What about Walla? She told me that Chairy and Charella had boyfriends and that one of them was named Walla!” Then Marshall told me that he has friends called Tree-a and TV-a. So I guess if I had an invisible friend, it would be named Blogga or Posta! 😉

Love,

Mom

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Snow Before Surgery

It snowed the day before my knee surgery. To me this seemed like a clear invitation to enjoy one last hike before temporarily losing my walking privileges. I accepted the invitation gladly, if cautiously. The last thing I wanted to do was wrench my knee. So I wore my knee brace, used a ski pole even though the snow was barely sticking, and watched my every step.

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Just a Light Snow

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Snow on Moss and Partridgeberry
A Christmassy Combination

I didn’t stay out long. I had too many other things to do. But I went back to work with a happier heart. The snow always cheers me up!

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Christmas Glow

Dear Kids,

I had vague plans for the last Saturday before my knee surgery. I was going to do “Christmas things.” But that morning, I found myself absentmindedly web-surfing, which was not terribly constructive.

Luckily, you guys had your own plans for the day, and you weren’t about to let me get in your way. Marshall was particularly persistent. He insisted that we put our tree up. And he did NOT want a real tree. He wanted to use the fake one so that we could put it together.

So that’s what we did. Both of you were such good workers, helping to sort the branches by size. It was a tough job getting the branches on and all the little twigs spread out to approximate the shape of a real Christmas tree, but we did it together. Then there were the lights (what a pain!). But when it was done, how cheerful the tree looked!

I once again chose not to put up most of my glass ornaments, but I did take out all my cloisonné butterflies. You were enchanted with them. Every time Livia picked up another one to put on the tree, she’d show it to Marshall and say, “It’s sooooo beautiful!”

We took all of our other Christmas things out of the boxes, too, including our stuffed Grinch toy. I jokingly told you to make sure he didn’t steal Christmas. Apparently you took me seriously.

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No one is going to steal our Christmas this year!

Charley showed up the next morning. The tree decorating must have been his cue to arrive. He was sitting in the tree, looking as happy as could be.

With the elf back, of course you wanted to read the Elf on the Shelf book. You were particularly interested in the page that shows Santa’s lists (one for Naughty, one for Nice). I explained what they were and asked each of you which list you were on. Marshall said he was on the Nice list. Livia, on the other hand, said she was on the Naughty list. Oh, no! I couldn’t have my little girl thinking that! So I told her that she was definitely on the Nice list, that I knew she was a good girl, and that being naughty once in a while was not enough to make her Naughty. She absolutely glowed.

You both glowed, really. You love Christmas, and you make me love Christmas. So maybe I glowed a bit, too.

Love,

Mom

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Stories About Marshall 2014

Dear Marshall,

Here are some stories about you.

One Friday morning you asked me if Livia would be going to see Vovó as usual. I said no, and explained that Vovó wasn’t feeling well. You asked if we could bring her a drink with some medicine. I said we didn’t have any medicine for her. So you asked if we could bring her some food. What a sweet child you are!

You still have your own special names for certain things. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are “first meal,” “second meal,” and “last meal.” You also sometimes refer to items using a generic name first, followed by a specific one. So, for example, you might ask for “the drink that is called juice.” It’s really cute.

In August we went shopping for a new backpack. You weren’t too enthusiastic about the trip. Then you saw an R2-D2 backpack, and you got so excited. No other bag would do. You had to have the R2-D2 pack and the matching lunch bag.

At your annual checkup you had an interesting conversation with your doctor.

Doctor: Do you sleep well at night?
Marshall: Yes. But sometimes I don’t.
Doctor: Do you have trouble falling asleep sometimes?
Marshall: Yes.
Doctor: What helps you fall asleep?
Marshall: I have a ladybug and two foxes. The ladybug likes to eat chocolate and ladybug lollipops. They’re invisible.
Doctor: What’s your favorite food?
Marshall: Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. And jelly sandwiches. And peanut butter and jelly bagels.

The doctor pronounced you articulate and imaginative. She probably says that about all the kids, but I was nearly overcome with parental pride nonetheless. You really are a great kid.

Love,

Mom

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Nicknames

Livia is very particular about nicknames. She likes being called Noodle and also Noodle Doodle, but she hates it when Marshall calls her Livi-B. One day she and I were talking about other nicknames that she might like, and she said, “You can call me Pink Girl or Lollipop Livia!”

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Absent But Not Forgotten

I think the spammers must miss me. There were 132 spam comments in my box this morning!

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Math Mommy

One morning Livia told me that 2+2=4. “That’s true,” I said. “Do you know what 4 minus 2 is?” She didn’t know the answer, so I demonstrated it for her by holding up four fingers and then folding two of them down. She understood. I told her that she was good at math and that maybe someday she could have a math job, like an astronaut or an engineer. She got very excited and said, “I could be a Math Grown-Up! A Math Mommy!”

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Special Refreshments

When I got into my car for the long drive to CT, I found that the gas tank had been filled, the seat heat was on, and special refreshments had been provided.

Nerds

Isn’t that sweet?

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