After a day of tending to still sick Sammy, I went to see “Salome” with Robin at the Brighton Royal Theatre. We liked it. It was nearly as bloody as “Macbeth.” My favorite part was Salome doing the dance of the seven veils wearing a bubble gum pink wig and carrying a giant boom box. But I have no photo for the best …

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We don’t seem to be able to go more than 2 weeks without some sort of illness. I suspect that our immune systems just can’t handle these Old World viruses. Poor Sam has barely left the sofa all day. Here she is watching some telly, just before the fever spiked again. She’s sleeping now.

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Sam: “Mom, I wrote you a poem!” Me: “Thank you!” Sam: “Read it! It’s British!” Me: “Sam, what do you mean here by ‘I rot?’ Did you mean to say ‘I got?'” Sam: “No. It’s supposed to be ‘rot.'” Me: “Uhh… what do you mean by that?” Sam: “Oh, you know, things dying and such. Look how I spelled ‘Mum!’ It’s British!” Poetic …

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Sam took her first British swim class here today: Ducklings level 1-2. The pool was nice. I suspect we will spend much of the summer here.

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Sam is just starting to get reading. This morning I made her a couple of quick, homemade easy readers: nothing fancy– just what I could think of off the top of my head–that would fit on 4 pages. Things like: I am Sam. I love cats. Cats love rats. Rats run fast. She loved these. “Now I’m going to make YOU a little book, …

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We’re very excited here chez nous. On Friday Sam found a crossword puzzle book that her cousins gave her for Christmas. When I told her that she couldn’t do it until she had learned to read and write, she pouted and flounced off. A little while later she came back and said, “Mommy, let’s do a reading class.” We’ve been …

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After French class, the pirates landed.

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