Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, blossoming even as we gaze. Sunrise, Sunset I’m going to pretend that I’m creating this post for Brooke. She loves retrospectives, though she might not call them that. (You might recall that time I found her googling “Brooke’s birthday” to find photos of her early birthday parties on Diary. I do.) … Continue reading
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back to school
* First day of school – fifth and seventh grades. I tried to pick just one. But … Really? An isolated snapshot, just like a single blog post, doesn’t stand a chance of telling the story of my girls. Wishing all of our delicious kids a wonderful school year. May they grow … Continue reading
team brooke 2013/14
Ed note: Yes, I do this every year. And yes, it’s a pain in the arse to write. But I think it’s worth the time. I believe that writing to the people who will work with my child and referring to them as a team matters. I believe that telling them who she is and … Continue reading
dear team brooke – the fourth grade version
** Ed note: When I mentioned this weekend that I was working on Brooke’s Back to School transition letter, many of you asked me to share it with you when it was completed. And I aim to please, so here it is. More on why we do this HERE. ** Team Brooke, Welcome back everyone! … Continue reading
back to school
* I have a post brewing, my friends. A big one. A really sort of terrifying one. One that – as desperately as I want to write it THISVERYSECOND – demands, and deserves, far more than the eight minutes that I have right now to write it. So it will have to continue to simmer … Continue reading
back to school
. It was raining hard on the first day of school this year, so we I had to settle for indoor pictures. Of all the ones I took, I think this one is my favorite .. * * Hmm, or maybe this one .. * * Before we left I made Katie sit on the floor … Continue reading
where we are
* Half-finished posts litter my Draft Folder. I’d love to finish them – or even any one of them – but my estranged friends, Time and Focus haven’t met up in a while around these parts. We’re too busy swimming upstream in this here river of complete and utter dysregulation. And well, we’ve been a … Continue reading