the medal arrives

we were hoping it was their latin scores actually but… wanna see a girl open her gold medal for the national mythology exam?

she’s just a girl (in JV houseband)

Claude had been planning on auditioning for JV houseband at SoR over the winter, but during the audition week we all got some bug that had all three of us in one bed watching two entire seasons of “Robin of Sherwood”. She did not seem to have any regrets; then once, she said she wished…

a friendship begins

A few months ago we watched the documentary Off the Rails. C. and B. were already of the sound opinion that the “court system” was nothing but a matter of opinion, subject to whim and change, and just as full of babyish, unhappy bullies as it was full of good lawyers doing work with respect…

fan fiction writing at mighty writers

Here is your workshop leader, five minutes before class starts, having a serious bout of imposter syndrome. I have been under the impression that I had just started liking MY kids more the closer they got to puberty. Turns out, I think I love this age group. We had a diverse group of 10-13-year olds…

signed, sealed, delivered

They’ve been singing that all over Fishtown. Their “big” friend Matti (who with his mom Juls came and stayed during Christmastime, from Athens, GA), is the one other person they know with a Pretskull pin. So. Extra cool. And yes, the Easter Bunny is EXTREMELY proud of the “Oxford Library” scented candle for Claudia. Reese’s…

practical magic

The last three Easter’s in a row had good hauls (including bikes, one year), but also are remembered for being days where, sadly, something unpleasant happened as well (“Mommy, there’s a lump in my neck,” having been my least favorite). Claudia would be less likely to measure this pattern, but I could tell Béla was…