I’m done with pushing. I don’t like it, I don’t want it, you can have it back thank you very much. I’m talking about the energetic pushing. (Not the physical pushing – though definitely not into that at all!) The powering through, or powering over, a situation. Not my jam anymore. The results of thisContinue reading “The magic of finding flow and dropping struggle in parenthood”
I’d like to think that the truck full of young males headed to a landscaping job, sitting idle next to me at a stoplight, were cracking up at my dance moves because they were wowed by them and impressed by this forty-something’s swagger. But I’m pretty sure they thought I looked like Elaine from Seinfeld.Continue reading “She’s got the moves like Jagger (or maybe not . . .)”
For every card sent by a child $5 will be raised for immigrant legal aid.
Yo ho ho! Happy Father’s Day!
“Sometimes the bee stings, and sometimes it makes honey.” Z, age 4, tiny Buddha (and recently stung by a bee for the first time.) Watercolor pencil, pen and water
“I bet the alligators all got on a plane and said, let’s go to Florida!”
Sick burn, four-year old.
Pass the coffee.
Just a few of the questions being asked lately by the resident 4-year old : Do grasshoppers have ears? (Yes, on their legs apparently, according to my husband-scientist) Why don’t they play more Queen Beyoncé on the radio? (I hear you and I have no answers to this) What is God? (WHERE DID THIS COME FROM…ASK MEContinue reading “Inquiring minds want to know”
The four year old’s favorite planets, in order of preference: “Earf” Saturn Neptune Moon Something tells me earf is in good hands with these kids. They can’t do worse than we have that’s for sure.