The Story Behind the Pictures

Dear Marshall,

There is a page in our 2012 Christmas photo album with pictures taken during one of our hikes. It might even have been our very first hike together. I wrote something about that day as a draft but never published it. It seems a shame to simply delete it, so I’m going to finish it up and post it to the date of our hike. That way I’ll be able to include it with the year-end photo album that I’m working on now. Here goes.

While Livia was napping, I took Marshall for a walk in the woods with me. We hiked to the top of a rocky hill that overlooks a pond. The terrain was rough. There were so many rocks to fall on, not to mention a cliff to fall off of. Marshall handled the hike well, taking it slow, and allowing me to hold his hand, but I don’t think we’ll go back to the top again until he’s older.

He won’t mind, though. Neither the hike up the hill nor the view from the top seemed to thrill him. What he liked were the stream with its little wooden bridges and the pond at the base of the hill. The pond was surrounded by tall grass. The grass made him think of one of his books, We’re Going on a Bear Hunt. He kept saying “swishy swashy!” He wanted to know where the cave was (because if there’s a bear, it must live in a cave, right?), but when I asked him if he wanted to go on a bear hunt, he said “No!” Smart kid!

When we got home, my husband was doing some minor repairs on the truck. Marshall and I sat in the truck bed and kept him company. I gave Marshall my camera, which was a slightly crazy thing to do, given that it’s so new and expensive. He was careful, though, and he took some surprisingly good photographs. He actually picked interesting subjects and centered them in the pictures. I posted the best of the photos on Facebook and changed his occupation to “Photographer.”

So there you have it, another glimpse into our lives in 2012. It was a good year!

Love,

Mom

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Happy Anniversary to Us

My husband and I took a risk when we planned an outdoor wedding for an October day four years ago. The bet paid off, though. It turned out to be a beautiful day. Had we taken the same gamble this year, we would have regretted it. Brrr!

But we have always been lucky together, obviously. We have each other and the two most beautiful kids in the world. What could be luckier than that?

Happy Anniversary to us!

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Next in Line

Fantastic Mr. Fox by Roald Dahl
Grade: B-

As you might guess from the title, this book is about a fox. Foxes often raid farms for food, and this fox is no exception. Three farmers, each of whom is a pathetic excuse for a human being, decide to work together to exterminate the fox and his family. But Fantastic Mr. Fox still has a few tricks up his sleeve.

This is the first Dahl book that I really didn’t care for. The humans were bad and the animals suffered. The story wasn’t cute or humorous enough to make up for those things. Not recommended.

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Beauty Girl

Dear Livia,

Sometimes I call you Beauty Girl. That’s because you really are a beauty, inside and out. Even when you’re throwing one of your extreme head-banging, feet-kicking, nose-running tantrums, which you do often these days, I still think you’re beautiful.

And smart! And strong! And adventurous!

You’re still quite the climber. We finally had to get rid of the three gates we had downstairs, because you could top all but one of them easily. Those gates are supposed to work for toddlers up to two years of age! We didn’t (and still don’t) know how to slow you down, and maybe that’s a good thing. We just try to keep you as safe as we can.

I’m sure part of the reason you’re so good at climbing is that you’re tall for your age. At your last doctor’s appointment, you were once again off the charts for height. You’re not that much shorter than Marshall, actually. You’re growing so fast that it’s hard to keep you in clothes. I suspect that some of the winter garments I bought for you will not fit. My hopes of reusing last year’s winter jacket have been thoroughly dashed. I can’t say I really mind, though. It’s all just part of the way you’re growing, part of your beauty.

Love,

Mom

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SITY: Asters

The wild asters first start blooming in the late summer. I’m always happy to see them. They fill the borders of our yard with their cheerful white flowers and signal that fall is on the way. Now fall is here, and the asters in our yard seem to be past their prime, but there are still some pretty clusters of them here and there.

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Favorite Thing: Change

I like beginnings. I like positive progress. And I like them not just in the people and things around me, but also within myself. Here are some of the things that have changed in my life lately.

  • Marshall started preschool in August. He goes to school four days a week. Before he returns home each day, the teacher tucks a piece of paper into his backpack. It lists all the activities the kids did for the day. They play with Play-Doh and listen to stories and sing songs, among other things. Sometimes the teacher sends home Marshall’s craft projects. For example, he made a paper mirror (the “glass” part was a piece of tin foil) and he made a painting by rolling a paint-covered apple across a piece of paper. One day the teacher even sent home a photograph of Marshall. He was wearing a fireman’s hat and holding a fire hose (with a little help from the visiting fireman, of course). We love opening up his backpack and checking to see what treasure might be inside. We love knowing that he’s having a great experience at school, too.
  • We have eggs! Chicken eggs, that is. The hens finally started laying. My husband sometimes finds the eggs while they’re still warn. Talk about fresh!
  • We are no longer a single-vehicle family. We bought a truck. Why buy one now after all these years of getting by with just the car? We can afford it no better now than we could a couple of years ago. But we had some mechanical problems with the car, and that made us realize how much we need to have a working vehicle at all times. I’m not really a truck kind of person, but I’m willing to let my husband have his way in this. He deserves it.
  • As I mentioned before, I sent a story for publication. I’m glad I’ve changed to the point where I can do something like that. Once upon a time, I wouldn’t have been able to, because I used to worry too much about how people would react to my writing.
  • I’ve also come clean with my coworkers, disclosing the pseudonym under which I submit freelance work, and admitting to submitting other new ideas anonymously. I realized that I had, in some ways, taken anonymity to the point of near-invisibility, and I found that I didn’t like it.

Change is an especially fitting subject at this time of year. That’s probably part of what made me think of it. The leaves have been changing for a while now, but I still get a thrill every time I look up and see those glowing colors, and every time I see another leaf twirling down to the ground. I love the fall!

And that’s why Change is my Favorite Thing today.

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Rainy-Day Shoes

I drove to Connecticut on Thursday for work. As so often happens, the weather chose to be miserable for my trip. The drive in was just foggy and drizzly, but at about 6:30, just as I was getting ready to leave the office, the skies opened up. It poured so hard that the road flooded and I had to slog through six inches of water to reach my car.

The idea of driving all the way home with squelching feet and wet pants legs did not appeal. I stopped at Target to buy some cheap shoes and socks and to change into my spare pair of jeans. I didn’t want to spend a lot of money, so I went straight to the clearance rack. The selection was not huge, and my choice was further limited because I could hardly try on shoes with sopping wet feet. I had to eyeball the size.

The pair of shoes I ultimately bought wouldn’t have been my first choice in other circumstances, and they turned out to be a bit big, but there is something inherently awesome about a purple pair of shoes, don’t you think? I might actually like them.

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On Writing

Writer’s block might make my life difficult, but it can’t keep me down forever. Though I did not manage to finish my story for the latest round of NPR’s Three-Minute Fiction, I did write a rough draft of a short children’s story for the Highlights Fiction Contest. The deadline for the contest is January 31, 2013. That means I’ve got plenty of time. My plan is to write several appropriate stories and then send my favorite. Now, even if I don’t manage any more stories, I have one to work with. Plus I enjoyed writing it.

I once made a promise regarding another story that I wrote a long time ago. My promise was to submit the story for publication “by the end of the summer.” I didn’t, though, and I felt bad about it for a long time. A couple of weeks ago, I finally sent the story in. You could say it was “by the end of the summer” this year. Somehow that makes me feel a little better about the whole thing. Now I’m looking forward to getting my first rejection letter. I mean, no one gets published their first time out. The most you can hope for is an explanation of what you did wrong. So let’s hear it for constructive criticism! I hope they hit me with their best.

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Soldiering Through

The last few weeks have been miserable. I have not been able to combine words in any way that makes sense to me. Writing about books, which is normally merely a difficult task, has felt almost impossible. Even work has been difficult. I have had to soldier through work, though, and that’s good. Otherwise I would have gotten nothing done there, too. Now I’m going to try soldiering through some blog posts. First, I’ll tackle the non-Dahl books.

Coraline by Neil Gaiman
Grade: A-

Coraline’s family moves to a house which has an interior door that leads only to a bricked-up wall. Or so it seems, until one day she opens it up and finds another house and another pair of parents, so like her own, on the other side. Interesting and chilling, but it reminded me of Clive Barker’s The Thief of Always, which I think I might have liked just a tad better. I have heard such awesome things about Neil Gaiman, I feel like I ought to try all of his books. So far, I have read two (the other being Stardust). Both were good, but neither quite blew me away. I think I will try American Gods next, as one of my former coworkers gave it a rave recommendation.

The Forgotten Garden by Kate Morton
Grade: B+

In The Forgotten Garden, a girl is abandoned on a ship when she is very young. A nice family adopts her and she doesn’t remember having been abandoned. But years later, her adoptive father tells her about it and she’s devastated. She becomes obsessed with finding out who she really is, and she passes the obsession along to her granddaughter. The stories of that girl, her mother, and her granddaughter intertwine into one long, convoluted tale involving two old houses, a book of fairy tales, a forgotten garden, and buried secrets.

This is the second Kate Morton book I have read, the first being The Distant Hours, which I liked very much. The Forgotten Garden has a tie-in with one of my favorite books of all time, The Secret Garden, so it seems like I ought to have liked it more than the first. I didn’t.

I have my suspicions about why. One suspicion is that Morton writes the same book over and over, just with slightly different sets of characters and different houses as a settings. It might help explain why so many reviewers claim to love one of her novels while hating the next. Perhaps they see the second one as formulaic. I felt that way, anyway. Another suspicion is that she’s getting better as she goes along. There was more to The Distant Hours than just the story. There were little details and asides that made it special. Those things allowed me to ignore the book’s flaws. I did not notice those same details in The Forgotten Garden, and it didn’t speak to me the same way.

So my working theory is, I guess, that if you’re going to read a Kate Morton novel, pick the most recent. It’s probably the best. And if you choose to go back and read her older work, don’t be surprised if it seems similar.

The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
Grade: A

I really enjoyed The Night Circus. It had an interesting premise (a magical duel set amid a working circus). It was imaginative and well described. It was like a beautiful dream. If the main characters were, as I sometimes felt, a little weakly drawn, it was not enough to jar me from the dream. Thanks to my friend, Sprite, for sending this lovely book my way. I was in need of a good book and it arrived at just the right time!

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That’s Duckie

Here is the next book in my Dahl reading challenge.

The Magic Finger by Roald Dahl
Grade: B+

In this book, a young girl doesn’t like that her neighbors hunt for sport, so she uses her magic finger on them. Next thing you know, they’ve shrunk down to the size of ducks and their arms have transformed into wings, and then their house is taken over by human-sized ducks. Forced to fend for themselves in the outside world, how will they survive?

While the The Magic Finger is a simplistic “let’s see how you like it when the shoe’s on the other foot” tale, it’s cute and enjoyable, particularly the edition illustrated by William Pène du Bois.

The next book in my reading challenge will be Fantastic Mr. Fox.

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