Tagged: martinbean

Martin makes me laugh. Martin is taller than me, and has the same size feet as his father. Martin’s hair stands up in the back when it’s short. I tease him about this and stick my fingers up behind my head to make him go brush it. Martin has a very infectious laugh! Martin likes to play world-building games on the computer. Martin is addicted to the iPad, and won’t let me touch his mobile phone. Martin’s favorite food is sushi. His second favorite food is goulash soup (not really…it’s pancakes). Martin laughed for hours after he got 76 points...

Dropping Martin and his schoolmates off at school this morning, his teacher, who is also a friend through the AWC, was walking up toward the car. I beeped the horn at her and waved and she stopped at the passenger door to say hello. We exchanged small talk for a minute and she commiserated on the fact that Anders is traveling so much right now. I said I was hanging in there and that the kids help a lot, nowadays. She laughed and said she’d actually asked Martin just this week what the difference was between having mom home and...

I never really thought about what it would mean, 13 years ago, when you were born…that at some point you would grow UP. Grow beyond, pass me with a smile and a wave and that glint of mischief in your eye. I mean, I KNEW it was coming, but it wasn’t any kind of tangible real thing then. That you would grow from a baby with the most darling feet and dimple to a toddler to a child to a preadolescent to a TEENAGER. Now you’re in 7th grade. You’re thirteen! You’re the most amazing person and all I can...

So many of us stop ourselves before we even start. A task looms, a challenge overwhelms and before we’ve even tried, the self-defeating statement starting with “I can’t…” comes out of our mouths, or fills our brains and stops up our ears to any other possibilities. I admonish my kids constantly about this kind of thing: “How do you KNOW you won’t like it when you haven’t even tried it?” (then I bid them remember the story of me and sushi: 30 wasted years, to which they are beginning to roll their eyes, not because of its piercing veracity but...

What a 10 and a half year old little sister thinks about her big brother turning twelve: Hmm…well…AWFUL ! no..AWESOME..maybe 😛 He’s a good brother i guess, he lets me read his comic books almost always, lets me teach him World of Warcraft, lol, he likes sushi too! He’s very helpful (not sometimes), he’s my lovie dovy bwother. He’s good at playing the piano and watching TV too ! He’s good at making adventures on Spore, he’s good at making paintings, he explains words for me, He’s the best brother you can ever have ! XOXOXO !