The (sort of/sometimes) Annual What We Are Reading Post!

Jan 27, 2016 by

My first grader is a READER. As in READS EVERYTHING. As in I nearly outed myself by leaving her Christmas list out on the desk in plain view because I completely forgot that she READS NOW.

Side note: I am a reader, as well. I love to read, always have. Writing and reading are my greatest loves (okay, after other more obvious things like my family, ET CETERA.). But, I still am amazed every day that she can read. That she is six years old and can read words like orchestra. I mean, how the hell does anyone know how to read that? What I’m trying to say is, I love you, teachers.

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What can we do?

Dec 10, 2015 by

It is a terrifying time to be alive. The fear is palpable and everyone has the blame squarely placed on someone else’s shoulders. Thanks, Obama. JUST KIDDING. This is a serious post (seriously, no offense to our president AT ALL!), but if you’ve read anything I’ve written previously, you know humor is my defense mechanism. Chandler Bing, anyone? That’s me. Tangent.

Tragedies are being shown on what seems like a continuous loop on social media. The news is full of mass shootings, blatant racism, bigotry, political nightmares, what amounts to outright genocide missions, and I don’t know about you, but I feel like I want to round up my VIPs, pool our money and get the eff out of Dodge. Can we buy a small island and just huddle together, safely away from this… this hateful world?

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Gotta get away

Oct 15, 2015 by

I just returned from a quick vacation with two of my oldest and dearest friends. Years ago, when two of us had newborn baby girls, we declared that, for our 40th birthdays, we would go on a trip together. Just the three of us. Four years went by in both the blink of an eye and an eternity but somehow we found ourselves staring down the barrel of That Age (me first, damn it.) this year. Along the way we’d imagined where we’d go. A dude ranch, a spa, somewhere close to home, somewhere very far away… and ultimately, in July of this year, we kind of haphazardly landed on Jamaica. None of us had ever been, we all had passports we could dust off, and we were all available on four consecutive days.

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Grasping

Sep 3, 2015 by

I can’t stop this forward motion. Every day my daughters are growing. Unneeded step stools litter the hall. Audrey can feed the fish by herself and Olivia no longer listens to me read to her. Instead, she reads to me.

Every new school year just reminds me how fleeting their childhoods are. Four and six. Still so little, but weren’t they just a newborn and 22 months old? Spoon-feeding sweet potatoes and mixing formula?

Everyone always says to enjoy every moment and I always feel guilty because there are plenty of moments I have not, do not and likely will not enjoy, but the reason behind the advice rings all too true.

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This girl is on fire

Jul 2, 2015 by

Another installment of five-year-old feminism over here, folks. Honestly, this kid is constantly surprising me and making me proud. Late last year I wrote about Olivia’s struggle with feeling like, as a girl, she couldn’t do certain things that her boy friends could do. I gotta say, that wore on me. I did a lot of fretting and worrying and trying to figure out how best to ingrain in her the belief that she can.

Then, the other night, as we were getting ready for bed, she said, “You know, Mommy, there has never been a girl president.” And I thought to myself, oh dear, here we go again. Before I could respond, she added, “…yet.”

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