Category Archives: Abby-tudes

First swim competition under her belt

What’s perfectly awesome about this is that Abby got over her nerves and put in a great performance in the last heat of the girls 11-12 freestyle at her first swim meet – ever.

After waiting five hours to do her thing, she held her own and was just nudged out at the end for second. Her smile after the race was priceless. My chest hurts from being so proud of her.

The Frogs went on to beat the Greensboro Country Club “juggernaut” 828-742. But who cares. There was enough eating and socializing to make this a cool pool party.

Abby’s in the right lane as you look at the video.

Now, it’s on to City Meet.

Not as bad as pickin’ your nose

There are times when you want to crawl under a rock. Like when your then 5-year-old asks a friend of yours to see something personal that really shouldn’t be shared in public.

Now, today wasn’t that bad. But it was uncomfortable. As a parent, I should have learned by now that I’m on kid time, not my time. So when they’re ready to leave, I’d better go.

I didn’t learn my lesson.

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The tomb of Queen Susankamen

Children love talismans. Stuffed animals, security blankets, good luck charms. One of the sweetest things Camille does is leave little tokens under our pillows from time to time. We’ll be getting ready for bed, and find a polished stone, an artificial rose bud, a piece of her jewelry.

Since I’ve been sick, they’ve both been especially sweet and considerate. Abby bought me a bracelet from Ten Thousand Villages with the money she took on her Girl Scout trip to Montreat this weekend.

Not to be outdone, Camille pulled out the stops this afternoon. When I finally succumbed to the need for a nap, I woke up in the kid version of an Egyptian tomb, covered by her beloved Blanks, and surrounded with stuffed animals and sweets.

Needless to say, I arose.

Theaters are sometimes just theaters

Abby came home with a little homework to get ready for a trip to Washington, D.C., next year. But she’d forgotten the place she had to look up on the Internet.

“It has something to do with the movies,” she said.

She was working with another student and wanted to call her. I said it was okay. Susan dragged herself upstairs to help Abby figure out what she needed to look up.

While I was cooking a couple of mondo hamburgers, Susan came downstairs with a big smile on her face.

“Do you wanna guess what she was talking about?” she asked.

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Oh, snap

Tonight just before dinner, Susan was sitting on the floor with Pippin. I was cooking. Abby and Camille were at the table.

Camille was prattling on about nothing in particular, but was being somewhat annoying.

I said to no one in particular: “Where did we go wrong?”

Abby, hitting the nail on the head: “By having a second child.”