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Do you have one of those things that is long and you make noise by pressing the holes like this–? Then as if in a movie, or a nightmare, my words slowed to half-speed drawl, and before my brain could stop my … Continue reading
This is a review by six-year-old Molly; it was a school assignment. The second part of the assignment was for parents to post the review online (or at least type and print the review). For months, Molly’s was lost among the papers … Continue reading
I asked if she did her homework. It was close to bedtime. “Yes, I did.” “All of it?” “Yes.” “I didn’t see you do it.” “Because you’re always on the computer.” Or looking at my phone. It’s the truth. I admitted … Continue reading
The hallway outside my oldest daughter’s first grade classroom is wallpapered with the children’s colorful work. I am waiting with other parents for our “parent teacher conference,” our ten minutes to learn how our child is adjusting. This year, I … Continue reading
I sat in the playground this afternoon while Henry and Molly played, reading a new parenting book. The methods and message of the book contrast greatly with how I have been parenting. And that is the point of my reading this … Continue reading
The other night, the girls discussed what God looks like. Ellie needed answers. Real ones. “He is whatever you imagine he looks like,” was the best I could do for her. Molly explained, calmly that he could look like a … Continue reading