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Where I Went
I’m alive! Really! A few days ago I arrived back from a tropical traveling adventure, and because it takes me a long time to recover from traveling to get back into the groove of our daily routine, I’ve been absent here. The kidlets spent the week having tons of fun…
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What I’m (Not) Made For, Apparently
Every school morning I make breakfast and pack lunch boxes and listen to The Banana practice her violin. I check to see if Mr. SP has brushed his teeth. I make sure the homework folders get in the backpacks. I harp on people to get out the door and down…
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Maybe I’ll Brag for Just a Minute . . . Sorry!
When The Banana got her violin not quite nine months ago, I did not imagine that before the first anniversary of Violin-Gotcha-Day she’d be playing the likes of this music. Really, I did not. Because this music is fast and hard. And I know there is a an enormous wealth…
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Napping Partner
On Wednesday I started catching a cold. It started the way colds usually do: a scratchy throat, followed by a drippy nose. By Thursday the drippy nose had turned into a sinus fiesta (which is the part I always hate the most because I feel like my face is going…
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Five Minute Glimpse: After School Snack
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Mess of the Week: The Dreaded Permanent Marker Edition
At our house, permanent markers are practically under lock and key. They have been for years. Unfortunately, the big kids occasionally need to have access to permanent markers for various purposes that are completely justifiable. Monday is one of my biggest and longest teaching days. Dr. Peds was out of…
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They are Blooming!
Strangely enough they smell sort of like a mixture of a strong flower and a rotten potato. I try not to sniff very much while I walk through the dining room.
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What I Learned in January
I learned to hold a cello bow. (Kind of. . . I’m still working on it.) When you are playing your cello, avoid squeezing it’s neck. Cellos are more like kids than you would think. I was reminded how love the atmosphere of school. Going to a university campus for…
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A Classic Conversation
Dr. Peds had just finished giving him some instructions. Dr. Peds: Trust me. I’m a smart guy. Mr. Trouble on Feet: Well, you might be smart, but you’re not AS smart as my TEACHER.
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Spotted Around The House
Because why wouldn’t the cord for the blinds make the perfect toothbrush holder?