Showing posts with label Puppy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Puppy. Show all posts

Thursday, February 20, 2014

New Baby Madness

 Scout would like you to meet Huckleberry.
(He isn't sure we ought to keep her though.)

And here are all four kids…
(Nu is Huckleberry's special big sister
--and raising Huckleberry is clearly tiring work.)


Friday, December 13, 2013


Scout's gotten so big
At can barely carry him.
(So…  my Nu offered 
to carry both her brothers.)

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Cliches, Glitches*


the dog…

does eat homework…

* English is weird. In any other language, words that look like that would rhyme .

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

New Nu Notes

1.      [While helping me make dinner]
My best friend is Michael. His name's also Letrell. He said that his favorite color is pink. He said sometimes people laugh when he says that. He said I could laugh too if I wanted to. But I didn't. I think he's lucky to have a strong friend like me. I'm going to eat a good dinner so I can always protect him. (Michael is half the size of Nu.)

2.      [When I walked through the door; sitting me down in the living room]
Mama, if you're not there, I'm not there. [?] I want you to eat whole meals, [?] sleep well, and get lots of treats so you'll be happy and healthy.

3.       [Dinner with grandparents. At had just admitted that at a "Power of the Pen" sleepover at school, he had slept right through a fire alarm. Most of us at the table laughed at him. Fresh from a fire drill at school, Nu clutched her brother's arm tightly, then this in a voice wobbly with tears.]
Guys, [Mom and Dad] I know I said I'd live with you forever, but I'm going to live with Nana forever. He needs me to help him wake up if the fire alarm goes off.

4.     [Communing with Scout...]

Look: I'm a "huppy" (half human; half puppy).


Tuesday, December 10, 2013

The Last 12 Hours

Groggy from a long chat that ended after 2:00 a.m. A chat that started with Big A awake and frustrated at being awake since he has to work till at least midnight today.

A rendition of "Big Dogs Don't Cry" didn't help, so I started talking about Virginia Woolf and Martha Nussbaum. (What? It puts students to sleep?)


Trying not to think of how it was the anniversary of him smashing his wrist while skiing. 

Skirting the topic of why on earth does he have to start work at 7:00 a.m. doing stuff as part of an additional job he interviewed for in Feb and isn't being compensated for in any way. 

Finding out that fake yawns can't make your companions sleepy.

Thinking about Nu saying "people look at me weird"--which is worrying whether it's real or imagined. 

Finding out we were talking too loudly for Scout who sighed at us loudly and went to At's room for the rest of the night.

Then I woke up a little later because At was riffling through all his things because he couldn't remember where he put his inhaler and he had been reading about the 12-year-old in Canada who died at school without his inhaler before bed.

And students in and out all day, jittery with finals panic and juggling everything from cancer to toddlers.


Friday, November 08, 2013


Puppy and me at 4 a.m.
he yells at me if I move.
So I just sit here and work.
Cutest + toughest boss ever.


Thursday, October 31, 2013

Boo! (Or, My Boos)

Posing (in order of height):
A little vampire, 
Louis from Left for Dead
and a guest--Glitterstim from Star Wars.

Not Posing:
all of the above + 
Scout as a medieval jouster's trusty steed.
(That puppy just loves his big brother.)


Thursday, October 24, 2013

I wonder what he's thinking about

When he clambers up the sofa
to stand on his hind legs

with his front legs folded--
kinda leaning on his elbows--

with his "lovey" carefully
tucked under his arm

looking out of the window
across the water

watching the water rat 
 birds and the other dogs 

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Happy Birthday Dad!

From the production titled,
"Visiting Dad at work to wish him a Happy Birthday:"
(Working Title: "Midnight Adventure")

Featuring: Nu on flowers,
At on baked goods, and
Scout with Balloon


Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Helping me get... Helpy

Not sure what's going on, 
but yesterday, after making dinner
I just didn't have any more energy 
So the kids put me to bed.

And then Scout sat on my feet
--To make sure I don't get up? 
To fart on my feet for warmth? 
So no one would wake me up?

And that reminded me 
when Little A was little 
and would say "Helpy" 
when he meant "healthy."


India at 75

I've been reading this WONDERFUL collection of 75 writers on India's 75th birthday from PEN all day and bugging my cousins to read i...