Nerd Alert: Not only is this going to be a post where the author finds meaning in the lyrics of a corny song, it’s a Billy Joel song. Forgive me. I am a child of the early 80s. I grew up listening to The Stranger on 8-Track. Anyhow, I’ve already confessed my love for Barry Manilow […]
The party’s over. It was a good one. If I was one to nitpick, I’d say that there was not enough candy in the pinata, the music guys flopped (7 and 9 year olds are too old for “Five Little Monkeys”), the coffee was bad, and what was I thinking, skipping the adult beverages?! Minutes before guests […]
Check out my grown up girl! “Let me take a picture to show everyone what a 7 year old looks like,” I said this morning, as we scurried to the car. I don’t recall ever seeing this expression — not for a photo, anyway. What happened to the 6 year old with the ear-to-ear grin? […]
Because we could all use a dose of this right about now. Ray took this photo a while ago, as he was preparing to take the girls for a bike ride.
And to all a good night. But before I pass out here on the living room couch, I’ll leave you with one of my favorites from the platter of food for thought served up at the annual Mothers Who Write, Mothers Who Read event yesterday. This one’s a quote I’d never heard — from Jackie Onassis, […]
Amy: Hey, Annabelle, want to write something on my blog for Mother’s Day? Sophie: I do! Amy: You can help. What do you think, Annabelle? Annabelle: You write something. Amy: Yeah, but it’s Mother’s Day. You don’t want to write something to me? Annabelle: You’re not supposed to ask for that.
In honor of Teacher Appreciation Week, we gathered the family around the table last night and came up with a list of things we love about Sophie’s teacher, Ms. Y. I could write a book on the topic, but I think this is a good start. All four of us — Sophie, Annabelle, Ray and […]
Just about nine years ago, I was exploding with child. I’m pretty sure my condition was my sole qualification for teaching the writing class, then sponsored by the YMCA, called Mothers Write. I almost said no when someone asked me to do it. I’m so glad I accepted. Many years — and dozens of workshops and […]
I learned a very important lesson from my third grade teacher. Before third grade, I had no idea what body odor was. But after a few months in Mrs. R.’s class, I realized that when I sat in the front of the class, it smelled funny. In the back of the class, not so much. […]
Promise me promise me promise me you’ll watch this trailer. (And thanks to StarrLife for posting it. Now I’m off to grab some Kleenex.)
