The Lexingtonienne
  • Music
  • December17th

    No Comments

    Earlier this month my mom (“Shae-Shae” to Eleanora) was here visiting. We loved our time together…

    EBD Bday #2, Christmas 2012

    EBD Bday #2, Christmas 2012

    … and Eleanora especially loved the tricycle Shae-Shae gave her for her birthday.

    Read More | Comments

  • December13th

    2 Comments

    All my life I’ve been a little obsessed with grammar, from spelling to punctuation to dangling modifiers and beyond. Just ask my sister, who has been putting up with me her whole life. I never missed a single opportunity to correct her grammar while we were growing up, or even to pre-correct her before she could make an embarrassing gaffe. Right here I had probably just warned her, “Don’t end sentences with a preposition in front of Santa. He doesn’t bring presents to dummies.”

    Christmas Photos

    Read More | Comments

  • December12th

    5 Comments

    Two years ago today we received the best Christmas present ever when our sweet baby, Eleanora, was born. She was a little angel to us, and at that point she was certainly singing through the night… although maybe not so sweetly.

    IMG_0005

    Read More | Comments

  • December11th

    No Comments

    Yesterday we took Eleanora for her annual meeting with You-Know-Who. They had important business to discuss, such as naughtiness versus niceness, favorite holiday songs, and Eleanora’s Christmas requests.

    Since we must all look our best for these essential encounters, I put her in her Christmas dress (monogrammed by the lovely Pat Flanagan and pressed by Eleanora’s Shae-Shae), and off to the mall we went.

    I was nervous. Not that she would cry. As you know, my favorite Santa photos feature a child screaming in terror. Tears wouldn’t ruin my day. What I was afraid of was that she wouldn’t sit in his lap at all, that she would squirm away. A photo of Santa with a pink blur is useless to me. So we spent the car ride discussing how super nice Santa Claus is and how much fun it is to sit in his lap.

    Read More | Comments