There’s a crying baby in my lap. She won’t go to sleep. I kind of want to play/read this for her: But that would be wrong because she has a cold and probably feels like crap (and because she’s a baby and language and whatever–lighten up already, will you?), so I’m just playing it in […]
Seriously. I hate them. I have for a while now. No matter what I try to do to salvage them, they always go south by mid-afternoon. I think my children are just sick of hearing me talk by this point in the week, and my voice morphs into Charlie Brown’s teacher by the time it […]
My son goes back to school tomorrow after nearly three weeks of winter break. I have loved having him home everyday, watching as his imagination explodes right in front of me and savoring the sweet, but fleeting moments when he and his younger sister play together without fighting over some silly toy no one cares […]
I generally go to bed well after midnight. My older children are finally in bed, I have a sleeping baby in my lap, and this is usually my prime time to relax and enjoy a little me-time, often mindlessly whiling away time on Facebook, sometimes reading, rarely knitting, or catching up on Dexter or Grey’s Anatomy and/or binging […]
The Year of Calm 