I guess she has a future in catalog copy?
Rilla, standing in front of the coat closet: “I’m looking for Jane’s old coat with flowers on it.” My mother, pulling out the flowered coat directly in front of Rilla’s face: “You mean this one?”...
View Articlea monday in march
Well, I tried. Sat down at the start of my work time today, fully intending to transition with a blog post just like the old days, but a pressing email caught my attention…and here I am eight hours...
View ArticleNot to make you feel old or anything, but
…Rilla is ten years old today. The posts from the week following her birth gave me a lot of smiles. And then I just sat here quietly freaking out for a while because that was TEN YEARS AGO.
View ArticleHashtag: priorities
So. August. I spent yesterday recovering from a month of late nights and shifting time zones. This morning it was back to work. Still high summer (low tide) for the kids, but mama’s got a pile of...
View ArticleAssorted Friday notes
I did a Periscope yesterday on a topic that had been requested by a Brave Writer mom: How I make time to pursue my own interests and hobbies while homeschooling, writing, juggling doctor appointments,...
View ArticlePlanning ahead
Scott: I got you a present. (demonstrates opening a soda can with magical doohickey) Me: That’s genius. You’re a genius. Scott: See, that’s what you’ll think every time you use it. ‘He was a damn...
View Articlenew leaf, day one
Up before dawn to comfort a sobbing seven-year-old who awoke to the sad realization that he fell asleep before the New Year arrived. We cuddled on the couch for a long while, chattering (him) and...
View Articleday two: books and bears
1. Huck this morning: “Why are you on a site called Goo Dreads?” Dread is actually an apt word for my feelings about catching up my Goodreads, which (thanks to Cybils) is about thirty YA novels...
View Articleday thirteen: barefoot boy
We interrupt this reading journal for a brief burst of mommyblogging. (But I promise you some Poetry Friday at the end.) The child whose blog name was decided before his real name was firmly settled...
View Articleday fourteen: all about weeds
1. A bonus post for today! But this one’s mostly for me: another little addition to our family collection of All About Weeds stories. Strangely, I can’t find the first All About Weeds story in my...
View Articleday seventeen: tired
I couldn’t get to sleep last night. This hardly ever happens. I usually nod off while reading, but I just kept turning pages and suddenly it was 1:30a.m. And then I lay there trying with all my might...
View Articleday 25: birthday
It’s 9pm, I’ve just sent off an assignment that was due, and we’re about to celebrate Beanie’s birthday with a viewing of The Fellowship of the Rings. (Well, half of it. It’s long. It’s late.) This...
View Articleday 33: jamestown
I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you that this is a recreation of the Jamestown fort. As my friend Lori said on Instagram, “the Ikea stepstools are a dead giveaway.” The settlers are getting along...
View Articlepink paper pianos
Last night I was chatting with Jane on Slack—she had a story for me about her Victorian Lit class—and Sherlock Holmes came up. She asked if I remembered how old she was when she started reading them. I...
View Articlehigh-tide highlights, week of may 8
Geography songs — Scandinavia Latin vocab chants Perimeter and area Earworms German Poetry — “The Stolen Child,” “The Song of the Happy Shepherd,” Yeats Tall tale: Pecos Bill Fairy tale: Rapunzel...
View ArticleNorthward, ho!
Some news now, some news later. The now news: A week from tomorrow, we are moving to Portland, Oregon. I just totally freaked myself out with the words “a week from tomorrow.” Jiminy crickets, this is...
View Articlewednesday
Eek, it’s all happening so fast. Today the kids have their last piano classes. This will be a hard goodbye. They’ve been students at Wagner’s Music School since shortly after we arrived here. It was...
View ArticleAugust 1: looking back
Here we are. New city, new house, new life. There’s a lot to tell. For now, tonight, just a few glimpses of our July.
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