April 29, 2018
Have you watched A Series of Unfortunate Events on Netflix? There’s a line in the theme song that says “This show will wreck your evening, your whole life, and your day.” Change “show” to “shot” and you’ve got the theme song to Kiefer’s nightmares.
April 16, 2018
We’re not one of those “we all do this” kind of families. You won’t hear me say “we’re all night owls” or “we all love chocolate candies filled with copious amounts of peanut butter” or “we’re all super into bird-watching.” We can barely even get ourselves in semi-matching clothes for family photos, let alone get ourselves into unanimously matching tastes and preferences for life.
March 6, 2018
Every music class in grade school taught me that songs in a major key sound happy and songs in a minor key sound sad, and yet I still cannot explain how a certain distance between notes tells our minds to tell our hearts to feel happy or sad.
February 21, 2018
But the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry, and a mere two days into this heroic new schedule we had one of those “spills and stubbed toes” kind of mornings, a “tears and exhaustion” kind of morning, a “poop-fiasco-that-nobody-wants-to-hear-the-details-of” kind of morning.
September 18, 2017
This year was my first time ever taking part in the crazy intense writing extravaganza known as the 3 Day Novel Contest. For those of you who don’t know, the 3 Day Novel Contest has been occurring annually over the long Labor Day weekend (or Labour Day, since it originates in Canada) for 40 years […]
May 24, 2017
At this point I considered dismissing the conversation and telling her to just make sure she was nice to the ghost so it wouldn’t haunt her when she went to bed (kidding!), but instead the “I’m a good mom and I love to look for learning opportunities” light bulb went on over my head and I decided it was a great time to have a “how do we learn to think about things clearly” discussion. So I sat up straight, leaned towards her, and beckoned smilingly.
March 31, 2017
“Tante, how do you make a guy?” asked my 4-year-old as he stared hard at the yarn in one hand and the crochet hook in the other, tapping them pointlessly against each other. As you can see in the above picture, my son was seated next to my sister (“Tante” = “aunt” in German) on the couch, both […]
March 8, 2017
Part 1 – Mom It was Saturday morning, and my four year old showed up next to my bed, poking me gently but insistently in the back. I flopped over to respond to him, first suppressing that momentary dread that always accompanies the sudden appearance of a small pale face several inches away from mine […]