Category Archives: Emmeline

Hello? (tap tap tap) Is this thing on?

Gracious heavens, y’all, it’s been nearly a year since I’ve updated. I’m so ashamed of myself. Last week I was going through an old notebook I found and found stuff I’d written about ten years ago — utterly banal stuff, like a tally of a yard sale a friend and I had in Chicago, a […]

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Hello, poor little neglected blog.

Despite our best intentions, we’ve fallen waaaaaaay behind on our little family blog. I don’t know why it’s so hard for us to keep up here: when we’re together, we do nothing but talk about our children. It should be fairly easy to sit down and write about them rather than talk about them. But […]

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Move II: What about the children?

  In the days leading up to our exodus from Chicago, a change came upon Emmeline. While Jack zipped through the mounting moving boxes that threatened to overrun our apartment, seemingly unaware of their significance, Emme clearly knew that something was going on. Her mood darkened. The bubbly personality that charmed all-comers was eclipsed by […]

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Move II: Move Harder.

  In the Great Move of December 2012, we only had about six weeks between my acceptance of and my first day at a new job in Arkansas. In that time, we had to pack all of our belongings—with Lara doing 90% of it because I’m either “meticulous” or “slow,” take your pick—hire cross-country movers, […]

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Civilized.

  Everyone knows that the Fletchtower household is the pinnacle of culture and refinement. But you may not know that we’ve started instilling that same sense of noblesse oblige into Jack and Emme. Scoffing at their misnamed high chairs (which actually sit on the ground), brother and sister have been taking their meals at the […]

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