Curiously Pregnant

“Mom, what if I get pregnant?”  My sixteen-year-old, middle daughter, smiles at my frozen expression before popping a floret of broccoli into her mouth.  The twinkle doesn’t leave her eye as she chews. “Excuse me?” I ask to buy time and try to understand where this came from. This one always had questions, always surprisedContinue reading “Curiously Pregnant”

What’s Truth Got to do with It

*I definitely have certain leanings in politics, but I try very hard to keep that from my writing. My intention is to not bias the reader. If my skirting around and not making a judgement feels like an endorsement of one belief over another, that is not my intent.  I simply want to get peopleContinue reading “What’s Truth Got to do with It”

13 Years Old

I have a thirteen-year-old son.  I know, I know. Your sympathy is appreciated.  I have gone through this age twice before. I have two daughters that successfully navigated the pitfalls of this particular gauntlet.  Here’s the thing, though, the girls talked. My daughters both had no problem telling me what was happening in their world. Continue reading “13 Years Old”

Lots of Laughter and a Little Patience

I work in the special education department of an elementary school.  As an instructional aid I have held multiple positions working with children with varying levels of need.  Several years back I was working with a child who tested me on a daily basis. Most teachers will tell you they don’t have favorites, that theyContinue reading “Lots of Laughter and a Little Patience”

Only Human

A little over a year ago my co-worker mentioned he was looking for a kitten.  His son wanted one and he was going to surprise him.  “My daughter’s friend is giving away kittens.” I told him, excited I could be of help.  He seemed excited too and we set it all up.  A few daysContinue reading “Only Human”

Adventures in Craigslist

This weekend we cleaned out our garage.  It happens every spring. We spend the fall and winter rushing out to the garage and dumping whatever it is we don’t want in the house. Shivering with cold we don’t care where we put it before scurrying back inside.  I have to admit, I love this timeContinue reading “Adventures in Craigslist”