Tag: Parenting

Can actually be pretty boring especially when it’s cold and wet outside. Ah well. We will be going outside soon. I swear. Maybe I should make more coffee.

Amid a flurry of preparations for a dinner guest today, Mallory told Irene she wanted to make a sign. I missed some of the conversation but it evolved into a need to make a protest sign.

Does she ever. Our household seems to be evolving toward a routine where I make Mallory her breakfast then take her upstairs to shepherd her through getting ready for school/daycare and then dropping her off. I can remember a fairly recent time when th…

Mallory and I went out in search of haircuts this afternoon. Offered an hour wait for the annointed barbershop, we walked back down the road to the stylists place – Silver Scissors – and got Mallory seated immediately.

Mallory’s friend C. Is over for my daughter’s first sleepover. Earlier we were worried that Mallory wouldn’t have the courage to sleep with a non-parent. She has only ever slept with her Auntie Janet before.

But it is working. Mallory was swimming with her head underwater today. Also doing bobs without a noodle. And swimming across the pool by herself. And swimming on her back – even getting her arms out of the water.

Tomorrow Mallory will likely head back to school. She’s past the contagious period and has been sleeping well, unmedicated for two nights now. No oatmeal bath or lotion either. She hasn’t been scratching at all that I can see.

…but I think Mallory is either getting off easy or dealing well with the chicken pox. Last night did not see the three hour wail fest, and I expect this night will not either. Some extra night wakings, but nothing we can’t handle.

If last night is any indication, we’re about 40 minutes off from the start of screaming. Mallory went down like a ton of bricks, half an hour ago, dosed withe Benadryl as she was. Irene put her to bed tonight and happily kept the Ibuprophen in reserve.

I have to confess when Irene and I first discovered Mallory had chicken pox yesterday morning, we were kind of happy. Like when you put a tick beside something relatively mundane but necessary on your to-do list like: ‘Get chicken pox for the kid. Chec…

Total breeze of an evening. Home in time to put together leftovers for dinner. Dinner done in time for a bath, and then out for a beer with a friend. But I noted something remarkable while bathing the child. She put her face in the water. Repeatedly. O…

Both at work, and at home. I don’t really even want to write about it. Another evening way too focussed on the task at hand when Mallory needed attention more. On my death bed I will not be regretting that I spent too little time making a sound dampeni…