My youngest turns five today. Zooey, we're full-on into that tug-o-war over getting bigger and staying baby... It's not even day on, day off; it's sometimes in five minute intervals. But I don't begrudge you that; it's been a year of fading boundaries, loose definitions, lost assumptions. Out of everyone, this year might have done... Continue Reading →
You might think, Zooey, that as the fourth or last to do something, it would be less exciting. We've seen the others take steps, we've seen the others ride bikes, we've seen the others draw a face for the first time. But that's not what makes you, or any of you, special or interesting; the... Continue Reading →
Three is crossing the sometimes thin line between 'noket' and kid... There are things about you that go beyond age.
You've been watching us for two years, and now you're coming out... lessons in dolls, headbands, jewelry... lessons in 'enough!' and hitting back... lessons in climbing to the top bunk... lessons in dogs and cats and preemptive barking... lessons in wanting to do it all, by yourself... and teaching us to never underestimate you, and... Continue Reading →
There's that point after the baby turns into a toddler and the toddler gets even a bit more toddlery that they are so delicious you could just eat them. And even if I haven't quite gotten to the bottom of what is bothering you yet... I feel tension in you, Zooey... so while I'm busy... Continue Reading →
You give kisses now! I love that! The little pwaa! of your tiny lips. Especially when the aim is off. You're still sparse on words - what do you wanna say, Zooey? You can tell me... or Big Bird, we're into Sesame Street now... I mean, I love the faces you make - you're speaking with... Continue Reading →
You're just one of the girls, Zooey. You're thing now is part de-planed flight attendant, part big kid going to school - rolling around Nettles' backpack (especially convenient because she doesn't want to, and, um, between us - you're being kinda used... but there's time to work that out...). You pick it up in the... Continue Reading →
Fire and doughnuts. What more do you need? You really love Chanukah. At first you were all, huh? What? I'm supposed to eat this? Naaah. Really? Just eat it? This? Uh... I guess... Oooooh, I get it. And you wanted so badly to light the candles yourself... which, you know, you nearly did, as much... Continue Reading →
Monkey see, monkey do, Zooey is watching and something is hatching... there are so many ways to learn and yours is a given - three big siblings to watch, to eyeball, to scrutinize, and decide whether you want to try it yourself. It's your way.