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Welcome to 2020; May we have a word? It’s the first day of responsibilities. Back to school, back to work, back to all the things that make up Life. I managed to hibernate away from many things for close to …
Welcome to 2020; May we have a word? It’s the first day of responsibilities. Back to school, back to work, back to all the things that make up Life. I managed to hibernate away from many things for close to …
It’s been quite a decade A student and I were talking about the flaming dumpster fire we call life these days and I shared my tinfoil hat theory. When scientists clicked on the Large Hadron Collider, it quietly nudged us …
If you’ve been around here awhile, or saw the recent video put out by 2eNews, then you know that I post three good things about my day nearly every night. I say nearly because I miss maybe one night out …
I’m so fortunate to have friends willing to write guest posts for me. This one gets me right where it hurts, and is posted anonymously, as requested by her son. ******************* This afternoon my tween son came to me for …
Welcome to the trenches Ohhhh, this crazy, upside-down inside-out world of G2e parenting. It’s not like anything (vague arm waving) out there. It’s been 222 months since I landed in this trench. 969 weeks of every emotion you could possibly …
I’m so fortunate to have many friends in the gifted/twice-exceptional community, and that they are willing to write guest posts when I am trapped under something heavy (or just overwhelmed by daily life while planning for 2020). Please welcome my …
Trapped Under Something Heavy Way back a billion years ago in Internet Time, in the heyday of bloggers and blogging community, a crafting blogger I followed wrote (explaining an extended absence) that she hadn’t entirely fallen off the face of …
A little advice about giftedness “It must be nice,” she said to me, “to have a gifted child. You don’t have to worry about all this.” * My friend meant well, of course. Our kindergartners were in the same class, …
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doooo they say it’s your birthday…. It is indeed my birthday. 46. A number I’m happy to have reached with my faculties nearly intact, with both parents still living and happily married to each other, …
What does bragging look like to you? Let me tell you a story. It’s a story of a young woman who wanted to have children of her own. She had babysat and taught and daycared kids from age 12, had …