Posts Categorized: The Baird Facts

The Color of a Crusher

First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript Sep. 17, 2014

It’s time to face reality. The Giant Sparkle, which Regular Readers know is our giant silver mini-van, (may it shine and twinkle forever) is a Giant Failure in the snow. And, as they say here south of the wall, winter’s coming. I’m not sure if the ‘frictionless’ setting was an after-factory add-on or came standard, but I’m done with the view it afforded me from the on-ramps and snow banks where it manifested itself.
So we began to research cars with all-wheel drive, that tall people could fit in, plus children with backpacks and endless gear, plus a pallet of snacks, plus the occasional giant dog, and had good gas mileage….
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No Time for Back to School

First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript Sep. 3, 2014

Parents of the Tri-Towns, this time of year weighs me down. It burdens me with high expectations for either maternal inventive fabulousness, or witty ironic rebuttals of the same. It’s ‘back to school’ season and the national obsession leaves no argyle, printed snack pack, no double sided, single colored folder, behind.
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Zipping Into My Fears

First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript August 15, 2014

Over the years, Regular Readers may have picked up on the fact that occasionally I freak out in height-related situations. One of my very earliest columns detailed my trip up the Sydney Harbor Bridge (spoiler alert: I survived).
On the ground, in my head, I know I’m ok. But there’s no way to mind-over-matter something that doesn’t matter to the terra firma mind. Put me up the Statue of Liberty, or the Bunker Hill Monument, with their spiral staircases of horror, and you will see me come undone. Put me alongside the Grand Canyon and you will witness me nearly feral.
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Playing by summer camp rules

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript July 27, 2014

Regular Readers may recall that last summer we sent our older daughter to an overnight camp for a week and that I handled it with grace and ease by stalking her on the live webcams. It was a great experience for her, which we know about because for the ensuing 364 days she continued to talk about, reference, or in some way allude to camp on a nearly daily basis.


Finally, on day 365, we sent her back….
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School’s out, game on!

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript June 27, 2014

I’m typing this wearing a light jacket, but whatever, it’s summer. We kicked it off by walking out of school, on the last day with Red Sox tickets for that night. Our school had a half day, which meant our two girls were in school just long enough to make it impossible to accomplish anything before showing up again for the final ceremony. (Here’s a parenting truth: half-days are no-school days in disguise.) …
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My Love is Like a Summer Vacation

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript June 13, 2014

Dear school year, it’s time to end.


I’m over the folders and tests and memory work. If I have to call out one more spelling list, I will lie down in the flooded trails around Crooked Pond and allow myself to be eaten by mosquito larvae….
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A Peace of Spring

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript May 30, 2014

Well, it’s spring in the Tri-Towns. I thought for a while that our spring had broken, but there are blossoms on the trees, flip-flops on feet, and ticks on Blue Ears. Whew! We made it.

With all this springtime sparkle, we were able to throw a birthday party for our eldest daughter with actual outdoor activities. Regular Readers may recall that she has a summer birthday, which resulted in an early ear-piercing surprise a few columns back. This past weekend, she had friends over to celebrate before they all scattered in mid-June.

But like spring itself, the road to this sunny party day had more potholes than we expected….
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The Best Laid Plan

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript May 14, 2014

This past April break was mostly a stay-cation for Casa Baird. We attended birthday parties and play dates, and we visited North Conway for a few days mid-week. But, because I am nothing if not a mother who knows how to have a good time in the freezing, wet, Boston metro area during ‘spring’ break, I planned one more outing.


“Girls!” I announced, “we are going on an adventure!”
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A Piercing Moment in Time

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript April 23, 2014

BOXFORD There are many milestones that we celebrate in our culture. At age 16 you can drive, 18 you can vote, 21 you can drink, 25 you can rent a car (an underrated milestone in my road-tripping opinion), at 40 you can write a column about getting old, and of course at 50 you can join AARP.

But at Casa Baird there is an earlier one – age ten. The golden number when dreams come true, hopes are fulfilled, and life finally becomes fair, the age when our two daughters are allowed to get their ears pierced….
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The Family Calendar

By Esther C. Baird/Tri-Town Transcript columnist
First Published in the Tri-Town Transcript April 14, 2014

I don’t mean to alarm you, but our family is going to not exist for a few days here in early April. We’ll still be in Boxford. The girls will still go to school (except when one or the other is battling whatever nasty virus is making the rounds after festering under the ice pack all winter) and I will, sigh, still be making lunches.
But none of those activities will take place within the framework of our family calendar, and in my world, that means they don’t count….
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