I was sitting on the floor in my room, hunched in front of the computer screen. Tap, tapping away. Answering emails. Trying to polish up a new post. Visiting other sites. Ignoring the clock as it ticked away. My heart skipped half a beat as I heard the cry come simultaneously out of the monitor…
Why I can’t read novels these days
Now I remember. I went to Costco on Thursday night to pick up a few things we needed. Cheerios, bread, you know, stuff like that. But the kids weren’t with me, so I found myself happily wandering, checking out stuff that I normally keep grabby fingers away from. Ahh…books. With regular pages and no rhymes….
My first library corner
Every couple of weeks, I ask myself the same question: Will I ever get to just wander the library and pick out really great books? And the answer typically comes within three minutes: Not today. The toddler pulls books off the shelf with gleeful abandon while the preschooler plucks them one at a time, looks…
Irrational
Two days ago, I gave away a carload of baby things to a local charity. As I stood there, looking around my garage trying to figure out what to donate, I had this conversation with myself for the five hundred twenty-third time. I should just get rid of the high chair, too. And the co-sleeper….
The good guys
Two weeks ago I sat in back-to-school faculty meetings as the new teachers at the school (including me) were introduced to everyone else. One woman mentioned that she graduated from a local high school in 2006. Yes, 2006. There was a split second of shocked silence, then a collective muffled groan from most of us…
