You need to clean up your room.
I can’t. It’s just impossible.
Continue readingWe all pile into my bed. McKenna pulls out the book reminds me that I promised two chapters. She’s on my right and Theo is on my left. George is to the left of him balancing precariously close to the edge of the bed.
Continue readingA few years ago, I wrote a blog post about how my daughter is my very own echo chamber. At the time, it was little toddler talk. She would mimic a word or two, a phrase or song. Now I argue with my own damn self all day. Want to know how annoying you really are? Grow a tiny human to argue with daily. They turn your words on you faster than you can say fruit snack.
Continue readingThere are days when you feel energized and empowered. And there are days when you feel like you’ve been hit by a bus.
Continue readingIt’s early. My alarm has not yet sung it’s waking song. But Aaron is up and out of the shower. He needs to get into the office today and I need to get ready for the cleaning lady, eLearning, and my own busy day of report writing, virtual trainings, and student observations over Zoom.
Continue readingWe tried to do it in October. But a headache cancelled the event. At any other time, a headache would be dismissed as an inconvenience. But in Covid times, a headache could be the start of a super spreader. So we cancelled.
Continue readingMcKenna padded into our room a few nights ago with this note. If you don’t read kindergartner, it says: McKenna needs you. Top secret meeting.

Winter is literally melting away. The white snow is now a muddy mess. But I’m beginning to see little bits of green popping through in all the right places.
Continue readingIt’s 8pm and everyone is in bed. Well—in their bedrooms. Aaron is finishing up his day.
Continue readingWe’ve all had some major disruptions to our lives over the last year. I have said many times to family and friends that my little family is so lucky.
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