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Playground wars.

July 1, 2008

The playground can be a scary, scary place. Last week on our nightly playground stop Benjamin and I met a mom, her 6-year-old son and her 3-year-old daughter. She had a very thick Russian accent and I spent 15 minutes answering her hard to decipher questions about the area. I wrote down useful websites, drew […]

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Daycare ladies: a tribute to my better halves.

February 13, 2008

I call Benjamin’s daycare at least once a day to check on him. Is this weird? Am I one of the only parents who calls…or does everyone call? I just can’t help it.

I have to call every day…even though they always, always tell me the same thing. “Oh, he’s doing great!” Yeah, right. I know they’re trying to put me at ease but I know that he’s not always “great.”

Like all people and toddlers my son has good days and bad. So in lieu of a real description of his mood they give me stats on his day. “He’s been asleep or an hour, he ate nearly all of his lunch and that’s about it, he’s doing just great!” But even though it’s the same conversation every day – nearly verbatim – I keep calling.

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What’s a single working mama to do?

December 5, 2007

Benjamin is sick again! He started daycare in the early fall and this winter he keeps getting hit with sickness after sickness. That playdate I hosted turned into a big germ swap and now he has a horrible fever, night shivers, the whole nine yards. I think it’s because the other little guy at the playdate goes to a different daycare. So now he has an entirely new string of something nasty.

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