Little Friend roams the lawn fringing the preschool parking lot with a band of wild cohorts. Children with mud-fringed pants legs, hair escaping riotously from pig tails, backpacks flinging about…
Paper Doll Tales Posts
When you attend a liberal arts college, and especially when you major in English at a liberal arts college, there’s always the question that quickly follows: What will you do…
The rubber rat plopped into the toilet, missing the intended wastebasket by inches. As I stood looking down on the vile thing swirling gently around the bowl on its back,…
There are moments scattered throughout the days when a child pipes a question that stops breath mid-lung, that pauses the hands busy with nonessentials, that stills the soul with the…
So I’ve been brainstorming topics to cover 31 days of posts, as inspired by The Nester, who at last count, had over 1,000 other bloggers chomping at the bit to…
Between requests for snacks, lunch, sips of coffee, and requests to play Peter Pan, I’m grabbing five minutes to write. I should be playing Peter Pan. But I’ve been up…