tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post2667138080455611374..comments2007-12-20T21:02:12.168-06:00Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15462451435441751837noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-22816483841892114512007-12-19T18:21:00.000-06:002007-12-19T18:21:00.000-06:00That part about the singing was beautiful.Kinziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634095132825001059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-57973941501728672242007-12-19T09:20:00.000-06:002007-12-19T09:20:00.000-06:00My kid's still pre-verbal, but I'm pretty sure he has nightmares. He'll wake up crying in the middle of the night for no explicable reason, and after some comforting, will go back to sleep. I have no idea what a toddler would have a nightmare about. Apart from sudden loud noises and occasionally a close-up of Mister Noodle on Elmo's World (scares me, too), he doesn't seem that frightened of most things in the waking world. Two years old, and already he has secret demons.matthewnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-69634305582852537692007-12-19T08:13:00.000-06:002007-12-19T08:13:00.000-06:00Happy birthday, Miss Schuyler!<BR/><BR/>I look forward to all of these articles, but how awesome that one of them wanted to interview Schuyler! (And I'm fascinated that the BBoW can IM!)krishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03000832911239038894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-963194498328920342007-12-18T16:46:00.000-06:002007-12-18T16:46:00.000-06:00As a long time reader of yours/musician, and a birthday mate of Schuyler, I am curious; does she only compose her own little songs? Or does she sing along with music she hears too? <BR/><BR/>happy birthday Schuyler, I remember the day you were born and I have never even met your parents.<BR/>Jennifer in DCJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00855232229190524877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-14037255038980668602007-12-18T09:43:00.000-06:002007-12-18T09:43:00.000-06:00As a lyricist, let me tell you, words are highly overrated. :)Amy Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14363826528604660845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-62149269433409820622007-12-18T06:02:00.000-06:002007-12-18T06:02:00.000-06:00it must be hard to feel shut out at times. to know her songs, to know her dreams--what a gift that would be, but even those of us who could share effortlessly with others, often choose to withold our own deepest dreams and silent songs. So it shall be no different with your beloved daughter, I suppose, though if my father were interested in my songs and my dreams in much the same way you are interested in Schulyer's, what a gift that would be, indeed.<BR/><BR/>You're a good dad, Rob.Amyliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13476420072784830899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-21280214542245706922007-12-18T01:55:00.000-06:002007-12-18T01:55:00.000-06:00On children sharing dreams with their parents:<BR/><BR/><I>all the parts of her life that we are occasionally privy to, her dreams remain the most unreachable.</I><BR/><BR/>Rob, correct me if I am wrong, but I believe Schuyler is your only child.<BR/><BR/>I don't know that parents of even fully-verbal children get to hear more than occasional whispers of dreams.<BR/><BR/>I'll tell you two stories from my own children's lives.<BR/><BR/><B>Vignette #1</B><BR/>Oldest stepson (OS) was 11, and Darling Daughter (DD) was, oh, eight months or so. She woke up from a nap, whimpering, and oldest stepson went and got her up, and brought her to me in the living room, and we, all three, sat on the couch, DD still whimpering and clinging to me. I said, "I think she woke up from a bad dream." OS was comforting her, stroking her bare legs and feet. OS looked at me in astonishment, and said, "How could she be having a bad dream? She's never seen a scary movie!" I asked him if all his dreams were like movies, and he said no. I asked what his good dreams were like, and he changed the subject and wouldn't be drawn out.<BR/><BR/><B>Vignette #2</B><BR/>DD again, several years later. She was (and is) a highly verbal person. I don't actually remember <I>when</I>, just that it was the start of school, and before 2nd grade. She came wandering in, mazy, in her pajamas, to the kitchen, saying she had had a bad dream. I said, "well, you can sit on my lap and tell me about it." She just shook her head, and bumped about the kitchen for a few more moments, and then went back to her room and got dressed. Then it was time to drive to school (we lived in the country, then, no bus service), so after a bit I asked, "Is that bad dream still on your mind?" A long silence, and then, "Mommy, dreams are private."<BR/><BR/>A few times with each of the three kids, I've heard snippets of dreams that they thought were particularly funny...but not much else.Liz Ditzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455722013211350247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-29396327777029733392007-12-18T00:01:00.000-06:002007-12-18T00:01:00.000-06:00Oh yeah, it's not a huge secret. I'll have a few to link to, actually, all at about the same time.Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15462451435441751837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-34201115887584908742007-12-17T23:59:00.000-06:002007-12-17T23:59:00.000-06:00Ooh, I'm so curious to know what publication it is. Will you reveal that at some point?Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315274527393236791noreply@blogger.com