I’m participating in today’s Unschooling blog hop. I barely feel qualified; I still see myself as a green, brand-new homeschooler. Never mind that it’s been 15 months, I still have no clue what I’m doing. I’ve been told that that …
After the painful chaos of 2009-2012, my plan for this year was to regroup, heal, and frankly, be happier. I’d had enough. Three months in and not a whole lotta change happening here. I’m still overwhelmed and overextended and not …
My parents hosted paella night last night at their condo. Just us, my brother’s family, and some good friends with their kids. All told, five young boys under the age of eleven, three of them two and under. I now really …
Reading books on the topic of giftedness is difficult for me, something I’ve shamefully admitted to before. Once I’ve gotten through the day, homeschooling a twice-exceptional son with all the fun that often entails, the last thing I want to …
People find it hard to believe that I lived in Colorado for 14 years and never once went skiing. At first it was because we had moved out there so I could get my masters in flute. Breaking something, as …
Dear Mr. Godin, Reading your books and posts over the last few years, I’ve come to know you as a thoughtful, concise writer. I introduced your writings to my husband, who immediately saw the importance of your words…words that helped …
It’s the last week of February, the longest week of the longest month of the year. Tantalizingly close to spring, with still sooo much winter yet to come. As I type we’re under a Winter!Storm!Advisory! Possibly 3-5 inches of snow. …
I spent a good chunk of today gathering and prepping allll the paperwork needed to do our taxes. Oh, I don’t do them, no no no; numbers are not my strong suit and I would inevitably screw something up and …
As my boys get older, I’ve found it’s getting more and more challenging to write honestly about their lives. I’m not the first blogger to run into this, not by a long shot, but it’s not exactly something I was …
I feel like I’m obsessing over my lack of a robot maid like I do with my search for a rainbow-farting unicorn. I figure, it’s 2013 and I have a device in my pocket with more computing power than was …
