Siobhan Connally's Ittybits & Pieces: Field of damage caused by life's mostly harmless hurricanes – New York News

The horse’s glassy eyes stared straight at me. Someone had pushed the three-foot tall, plushy relic of two early childhoods nose-to-nose with me as I slept.

“Butterscotch,” we’d called her, and apparently she was now my charge.

I look around my home — a mix of old and older, encapsulated in a structure that echoes a similar span of time — and I see the field of damage caused by life’s mostly harmless hurricanes.

When I step on the discarded carcasses littering the way forward, they squeak.


Or they squish.

Or they scrunch down into a soft, flat carpet of fabric I will refuse to launder on principal.

Such is the nature of motherhood.

Room to room, wall to wall, wherever I turn there are the many remnants of an ongoing if not an entirely adorable storm.

The flotsam and jetsam of experimentation.

I imagine it’s not unlike the 23,000-and-counting pieces of aeronautical junk floating in space; Clouding the view of Hubble.

“How many hours does it take to bake an inch-wide brownie with a lightbulb?” my eldest asks.

The question didn’t come from thin air.

Curled up with a blanket and viewing screen, and next to a growing pile of empty wrappers, she was watching reruns of “Friends.”

She had gotten to the part where Monica Geller admitted the temptation of uncooked batter was always too great to overcome the wait time on her EZ-Bake oven.

And she thought it was funny but ultimately unbelievable: How could anyone enjoy the runny consistency of uncooked batter with raw eggs?

“Four hours seems right,” said my daughter; no doubt talking to…

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