Author: Colleen Moffett-Mals

A Kid’s Christmas

Last year after my daughter’s third birthday party my grandmother told me, “You have a real kid’s house. You can tell they have a lot of fun here.” I know she meant this as a compliment so that’s how I took it. She meant that kids are welcomed here, that we are a happy house, that one doesn’t have to worry if something breaks. My grandmother says what she wants and has forever.  Usually there is a grain of truth somewhere in her words. I figure I must be doing something right if my kids are happy, right? Right?...

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Love Wins

Last week (before my husband and I left the kids for the weekend and before a presidential election rocked the nation) I was having just a normal week at school.  Well, it was a rather long, tiring week, but a regular one nonetheless.  Until one day a student in one of my classes asked if he could talk to me after class.  My answer as always, “no problem.” He’s a jovial kid, mixed with a bit of a tough facade.  He makes others laugh, but he doesn’t like the joke pointed at him.  He’s bright and serious about his...

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My Other Kids

I have two toddlers and they keep me very busy. I’d like to say that everything I do in this world is for them, but it isn’t really true. See, I have these 150 other kids that I see everyday in my classroom at school. It’s a job and it’s the way I’ll provide for Lucy and John. It’s the way my husband and I pay for the mortgage and it’s the way I go online shopping on Amazon Prime (every.single.night). But obviously it’s more. I know teachers say this all the time, but it’s true. At least, I...

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My Girl (and Boy)

I don’t have much quiet time, but when I do I am probably reading a few pages of a book or listening to a podcast. My favorite podcast is Death, Sex, Money. It covers everything (as the title suggests). If you haven’t looked into it, start today and go through the whole feed. Avoid the episode about Baby Karl unless you are ready to cry for hours and hug your kids all night long (seriously, that’s what I did). Anyways, one of the most recent episodes was an interview with Anna Chlumsky. I hope the name is familiar, but if not she is the...

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Margaritas by the Pool

I don’t remember my own mother wading in the pool with me when I was young.  I remember swimming from sun up to sun down most summer days and playing marco polo, fishy-fishy-out-of-water and chicken.  I remember having the time of my life, but it was mostly just with my sisters, friends and cousins. I don’t really remember my mom’s involvement because even though it was my parents who bought and maintained the pool, by the time we got it I was in the 4th grade.  So of course, she was there, I just didn’t need her to entertain me....

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