Don’t Call it a Comeback
This morning, I woke from a dream in which I told my mom, “The only thing I really can’t do with my kids around is write.” I opened my eyes … Continue reading Don’t Call it a Comeback
This morning, I woke from a dream in which I told my mom, “The only thing I really can’t do with my kids around is write.” I opened my eyes … Continue reading Don’t Call it a Comeback
Now that the local Unitarian Universalist congregations are done with their summer schedules and are back to regular Sunday services, we’re back to visiting churches. Today, the minister offered a … Continue reading You Scratch My Back…
I was on the phone with my mom a couple of weeks ago. The kids were downstairs watching Wild Kratts, a PBS cartoon show we have on DVD because we … Continue reading You Are What You Read (and Watch)
…you’re grooving to the celtic music hour on the radio while making a homemade gluten-free apple pie (out of local apples, of course). (Actually, I’m not sure if this is … Continue reading You Know You’re a Crunchy Mama When…
So, we went camping. And we made it back. And the children loved it. “I loved camping!” my daughter proclaimed while we were at the coffee shop waiting for our … Continue reading Goodbye, Salamanders! See You Tomorrow!
This week, my daughter and I have been reading the story of Joseph and his coat of many colors. My daughter really seemed to enjoy the story and retained many … Continue reading Lessons from the Bible
Ten years ago today, I—like so many others—was at work when I heard some strange news. After a brief time when we could still speculate and cling to the possibility … Continue reading And We Wept.
All day long, my two-year-old son has been saying this phrase, and my daughter and I just couldn’t figure it out. It sounded kind of like, “dun-der-deep.” He kept saying … Continue reading Dirty Deeds
Today I planned yet another introvert-unfriendly outing for my introverted self and my two introverted children. We were supposed to meet a houseful of strangers (fellow UU homeschoolers; you don’t … Continue reading The Introvert Playdate
Last night my husband stopped by the library on his way back from the bike shop to pick up a few books for me. He got everything I requested, but … Continue reading Birds and Bees and Cats
On the way up to Maine this weekend (my first time in Maine), I was feeling intractably out-of-place, sort of fundamentally alienated, when we came upon Portland. It seemed like … Continue reading Why Put a New Address on That Same Old Loneliness?
I wrote this as a guest post on another blog. I won’t go into details, but suffice it to say, that fell through. Rather than wasting a perfectly serviceable post, … Continue reading Guest Posting on my own Blog