The Helicopter Mom Who Flew Away
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …
My eight year old son Dreamer asked me: “Mami, is Santa real?” PLOP. If I was the Director of a movie, this would be when the music suddenly stops, we hear a screeching sound, and Read More …
Dreamer wants to be a spy when he grows up. He’d be a good one too. He owns all sorts of spy gear, and has watched Spy Kids so many times even I know it Read More …
Fearless has been impossible lately. In one school day he managed to misplace his language arts book (the second one because he already lost the first), pencil box, water bottle, and lunchbox. Each was retrieved Read More …
This sounds like an SAT question. In the scenarios below can you spot the two differences in my life? It’s 5:30am and I am sitting at the living room table. My boys will be waking Read More …
Today was the last day of school, and after about five years of being a preschool teacher I closed that chapter. I was not originally trained as a teacher, I became one when I had Read More …
Entropy leads my car to look like this at times I take myself too seriously. I don’t mean to, it’s just my default setting. I have two weeks left in my current job as a Read More …
I’ve been looking up waiting for the other shoe to drop for a week now. So far, I’ll I’ve gotten is a pain in the neck. It’s bothersome when clichés are right. In this case: “there is Read More …
I wrote this post in April 2012, when I was thinking my oldest son would be leaving to go to the local public school. Little did I know the changes that were coming our way. Read More …