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And We All Fall Down

It was another interesting-yet-exhausting week. The little man graduated from kindergarten on Thursday, with a ceremony and everything. Friday I joined him at school, again, to accompany his class on a field trip on their last day of kindergarten. It was a good time, but after spending two mornings in a row with his classmates I was feeling pretty wiped out. I don’t know how the teachers do it every day, but now I have a better understanding of why there is such high turnover on staff.

saying goodbye to kindergarten

Afterwards I sent the little man on to the childcare program for a bit, so I could take care of a few errands. Like heading over to Uptown Tattoo for a consultation with Nic Skrade (the artist who did my other tattoos a decade ago). While waiting for my appointment I discovered that the wireless connection from Bob’s Java Hut, directly below, was at 100% signal strength…so I was too busy online to immediately notice who sat down next to me. The little man’s babysitter. She had an appointment with Nic right after mine. How serendipitous. We had a lovely time catching up, with a bonus. I’ve booked her services again, for the evening of my birthday, so the husband and I can go to a show at the Triple Rock. He’s going to go with me this time, even if he injures himself again beforehand.

holding hands with a good friend

Something else from last week, this zine, pictured below, arrived in the mail. The title is not technically true. My baby doesn’t ride the short bus…anymore. These days I drive him to the border shared by St. Paul and Minneapolis, to a bus stop, where he is whisked away in a minivan. But this zine came about two summers ago, when I went to the MamaGathering (held in Minneapolis that year) and met other mothers from all over. I was particularly interested to meet other moms who had children with special needs. Some of us got to talking, and this zine was born. It took a while to receive my copy, but the woman who put it all together has her hands full, with one autistic son, plus a new baby. It’s really strange going back to re-read my essay now. So much has changed, but too much has remained the same (still getting the runaround from insurance companies, for one thing). Perhaps it’s time to put out Issue #2.

Bonus: I love this…the “We Met on Flickr” pool.
Plus: I wish I could have been at yesterday’s Bubble Battle in NYC. Sigh.
And: Watch The Corruptibles, from EFF.


  1. Kylark wrote:

    That bubble battle is awesome!!

    Sunday, June 18, 2006 at 1:59 pm | Permalink
  2. zophia wrote:

    the zine looks like it is sitting on a giant tongue.

    Sunday, June 18, 2006 at 7:54 pm | Permalink
  3. shokufeh wrote:

    Congratulations, Little man!

    Monday, June 19, 2006 at 9:50 pm | Permalink

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