Dear Useless Junk, Perhaps at first you thought those white plastic bags you’re in were part of a stretchy and misguided redecorating spree. I don’t know how to say this nicely, but the reality is you simply can’t stay anymore. I can’t spend another minute knowing that …
My most philosophical lesson this week came quite unexpectedly from my three year old. I picked him up from preschool and we went with a friend to New Haven CT to volunteer at Love146 for a couple hours. (BTW, they are absolutely a fantastic organization, …
“Honey, put down the markers, we don’t color on ourselves…or the wall..or the floor…just paper. PAPER!! Is that so difficult a concept?” “If your sister says stop, then STOP!” “When we get in the car, we sit down and we buckle up. I shouldn’t have …
You know those blog posts that start with a problem and end with a cute little moral, a “you-can-do-it” pep talk, or at least an inspirational quote with a gorgeous panoramic picture? I know you’re starting to feel a little warm and fuzzy at the …
Dear Anarchist Sons of Mine (age 3 and 6 respectively), Where to start? Your attention spans are short, so I’ll begin by saying the important: I’ll love you in and out, through and through till the day I die. This, however, is because my love isn’t a …
‘Twas the night before Christmas, And all through the house, Of course there was “stirring”, but it wasn’t the mouse, (On a side note, we think there’s a mouse in the basement, Because of the droppings in obvious placement). The children won’t “nestle”, they don’t know …
I’m not high maintenance. Pff. Absolutely not. Yes, I’ve been buying more clothes from for-real stores and from fair trade/wages organizations like Imagine Goods and Amani Ya Juu, but I’m still a thrift shop girl at heart. My long hair means I don’t have a “salon” so much …
It was Tuesday morning, circa 8:50am: homeschool co-op day was upon us, where I’ve been entrusted with an hour of activities and playtime for the boisterous toddler set. Except I had no activity planned. My fully-adult baby brother and sister came to visit the night …
Today I started my second year of homeschooling my kids. I’m not a saint- really homeschooling is just trading some problems for others. When my daughter went to public kindergarten, mornings were essentially a drill to see how late we could get up without missing the bus. …
I’m a wife- a mom- a sister- a writer- a coffee drinker- a fan of Tom Selleck. (But that’s probably for another post.) I’m lots of things simultaneously, because…well, aren’t we all? Some of who I am overlaps neatly: coffee, for instance, can work quite …