Category Archives: Little Goose

It’s Not All Just Because I’m Getting Old …

It is probably mostly because I’m so often distracted, as so many of us are, between working and writing and marketing, and doing the single-mommy thing. There are so many little things that slip my mind sometimes, or the day just gets away from me.

But sometimes it’s nice to have a little reminder that lots of these things are just part of being human.

And the laugh is nice, too. 🙂

Tonight, my sweet Little Goose was getting herself set up to play in the living room and watch some shows, so she came and got her little bowl of broccoli from me, and I saw her, with the remote to the Roku tucked under her arm. A few minutes later there’s the whine — the kind only a four-year-old can properly muster. “Mom! What did you do with the remote?”

“Moi?”

“You had it! What did you do with it?” It was the kind of pout you can see from the other room.

“Little Goose — I just saw you with it.”

No … you put it up somewhere earlier so the babies couldn’t get it!”

“And after that, sweetheart, you had it. You were just carrying it. I saw you.”

“Well then where did I put it?” Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Back to the kitchen.

I started giggling. Immediately.

What? Oh. It was in my hand the whole time.

Fortunately, she has a great sense of humor.

And her mom’s skills at multi-tasking.

 

 

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Root Beard

My Little Goose has always had near-perfect grammar and articulation (doubly cursed with a mom who is both a teacher and a writer, I suppose). I’m not complaining, of course, but it did mean that there weren’t a whole lot of cute little toddler-isms in her speech. So, I just have to say … I love that she says “root beard.”

‘Twas the night before Thanksgiving …

All month, the kids and I have been studying and thinking about holiday traditions. We’ve read the Thanksgiving story from Core Knowledge, we’ve colored turkeys, and pilgrims, and Native Americans, and we’ve thought about the things that we are thankful for. In the meantime, I’m trying to forge my way through the process of creating holiday traditions. If you are a single mom, like I am, or have small/limited/far-away family, again like I do, you might understand what I mean. 🙂

Three years ago today, my mom passed away, after a 13-month battle with lung cancer. She was 50. Little Goose was eighteen months old. That’s her in the picture above … with a 2-month-old Little Goose, and 5-year-old Amazing K, my cousin’s fantastic daughter. The awesome guy in the picture is my dad, now known as The World’s Best Papa.

When my mom went Home, any semblance of holiday traditions we might have been holding on to went with her.  There is a large, extended family on my mom’s side, including Amazing K … but they all live far away, and we can’t celebrate the holidays together in the way we all would like to most of the time.

And I … am not so good at coming up with some of this stuff. I want Little Goose to grow up with traditions, and fun, and a sense of belonging and family. Tomorrow, we will celebrate with dear friends, and I love that. I love that sometimes the people we choose to have in our lives become another definition of family.  It’s a theme I strive for in my storytelling, as well.

But … I also want some traditions that are ours, in the tiny, little family that we have. And I need some help. 🙂 What are some of your favorite/unique things you do to celebrate Thanksgiving and the holiday season that we could do — one busy, distracted Mama, and one precious preschool girl?

Mean

So last night, as Little Goose and I were going to bed, she asked me, “Mom, how does everyone in the whole town know the word mean?”

A little startled by how profound she seems sometimes, and looking for clarity, I asked, “What do you mean, sweetheart?”

“I mean, how does everyone in the whole universe know what mean is?”

These are the questions that, as a parent, leave me gasping for breath. I don’t know the answer to that question. It’s one of the fundamental questions of being human, and what it means to make choices about what we do, and how we do it, and how we treat people.  Of course, she’s four. She wasn’t looking for an existential discussion. (I dunno, maybe she was. She is my kid.) She may have just been stalling bedtime.

It is a big question, though. I know it’s one she’s been learning about, as she learns to deal with other kids and other people. She’s struggled with doing mean things herself lately, so I can see where the topic might have been on her mind. It was certainly a question I couldn’t just give her an answer to, not even one of the long-winded ones she sets herself up for sometimes. It’s a question/theme I could take an entire series of books to explore (and certainly one that just may make it into my current project).

Anyway, these are the thoughts on my mind this beautiful fall, Friday morning.

How many words did I write yesterday? 1,031 – Not as much as I would have liked, but at least I did break the thousand mark! 🙂

How many words have I written this week? 5,041 Halfway to my goal, anyway. Too bad the week is nearly over. 🙂

Book Two currently sits at 18,774 words. Today’s goal is to at least break 20k!

Paperback Release!

As of today, Seeds of Discovery is available in paperback on Amazon! It’s also on sale in the CreateSpace store, for the same price and I get more in royalties, but you have to pay for shipping, and the CreateSpace storefront is beyond terrible, really. So, I suggest buying it on Amazon. So yay! If any of you have been waiting for the paperback version, now is your chance!

Of course, you could always wait and buy your own autographed copy from me … I’ll have those soon. And speaking of that, to all of you wonderful, amazing people that I know … be on the lookout for your invitation to the big book release/housewarming/Little Goose’s VERY belated birthday party … there will be a piñata!

In honor of the release … it’s time for a poll!

I Wonder if Storytelling is Genetic?

My four-year-old Little Goose just came up to me, wanting to explain why her Fancy Nancy doll needed a band-aid (no, I didn’t ask, nor do I restrict band-aid use in the house, and it was a toy band-aid in any case).

Apparently, Fancy Nancy was *gasp* riding her bike in the house, AND going really fast, pretending that it was a car and she wasn’t being careful. She ran into a picture frame which was on the floor (because it fell), that had a picture of her grammie and her pet unicorn in it, and the glass cut her.
I may just have to use that one someday.

I Think I’m Having Too Much Fun With This

It’s been a busy couple of days, but busy in that truly awesome way that will get no complaints from me.

I’m starting to figure out SOME of this web page stuff… I think I’ve solved the blog thing by moving it to my index page instead of on a page all its own.  I guess I’ll see how that works out. 🙂
I was actually so absorbed in getting things done and enjoying the house and one of my daycare kiddos this morning, that I *forgot* I had a kid coming at 8:00! (I knew about it when I woke up — I just lost track of that thought!)
 I’ve never been so surprised to hear the doorbell ring. (Well, maybe surprised was not the word, since the thing rings incessantly while the Fantastic K is staying here), but it was one of those disorienting kinds of moments. Not that it was a problem. Kids showing up here at random for me to feed and entertain is a pretty regular occurrence whether I’m being paid or not.
So, we had a great day. Whole-wheat pancakes and cherries for breakfast, and then Papa came over at lunchtime bearing Taco Bell and my fun nephews, Amazing A and Marvelous M.
We picnicked outside before taking all six kiddos on a fun field trip to the Denver Museum of Nature and Science. We love that place, and make fantastic use of our annual membership. I was going to post pictures, but it turns out this is yet ANOTHER area I need to figure out. 🙂  Need to have a *link* to the pictures. Ah well, project for tomorrow (or later — have to get back to writing sometime!)
After all of that, the kids spent HOURS playing summertime games outside. Amazing A is spending the night with us, so it was nice to have the two older ones to help keep an eye on Little Goose outside while I got to work on the website and writing stuff.
Fantastic K is reading a copy of Dusk Gate right now — she says she likes it. The book is appropriate for all ages, because that’s how I roll. 🙂

My Original Second Post – from the other blog!

Wow!  Actual comments on my first post. 🙂  I feel loved! I guess it’s time for a second one.

Yes, yes, I know. I’m going to have to get more creative with my blog titles.  There is just no room in my head for that yet between all of the reading about book marketing, and finishing editing, and beginning the second book, and KIDS.  Oh yes, my house is overflowing with children. My own Little Goose has been quite socialized this week with her cousin visiting from Nebraska (and MAN, does that girl have a social life for a nine-year-old who spends all of one week a year in the state! She has more friends here than I do.)

Aside from the Fantastic Cousin K, and her entourage, Little Goose has been spending time with my nephews, AND the kids that I watch, AND daily playdates with our sweet little neighbor. Our little home is one hopping place these days, and it’s wonderful.
At some point, I am probably going to have to attack Mount Laundrymore and actually do some folding, and the sand situation on the front porch is becoming desperate — I think I saw a camel poking around out there last night. (FWIW – a sand table is NOT a tidier option than a sandbox. Nor does it stop any small child from sitting in the sand and getting it inside his or her diaper/underwear) For right now, though, I’m just grateful to actually be completely absorbed with things that make me feel good and right and happy. It’s the first time in a long time, and it is amazing.
My first book, Dusk Gate: Seeds of Discovery is in the exceptionally fun stage – revising!  (No, really… I’m a compulsive editor/reviser — THIS is the fun part for me.) I’ve even seen some preliminary work for cover design.  And, I’m in the middle of the first chapter for the second book.  These days, I wish I didn’t need to sleep.
Thank you so much for the comments on my first post!  Kristy, I’m on my way over to your blog in a few minutes! www.kristykjames.com  Soon, I promise I’ll be reading The Reluctant Guardian — it’s my very next non-book marketing/designing/editing read!