Once upon a time I kicked the bad habit of teeth grinding. But now the clench is back. And with it comes the threat of receding gum lines, ear aches,…
Paper Doll Tales Posts
My eight-year-old daughter C asks the most annoying question: “Wait, what?” She asks it in that way that only a frustrated eight-year-old, youngest of the family, can as she navigates…
“Rest” feels like poison ivy to me. At the conclusion of one day, I’m already asking, “What’s next?” I’m hardwired to plan, execute, and pivot with speed and efficiency. Until…
My children are learning about straight lines. About the concentration that goes into a straight line. Not the continuous path laid by a pencil’s sacrifice, but the intermittent punches of…
When the first note–the wrong note–soared out of her violin, I stopped breathing. She stood in front of the audience of strangers, of other children fingering violins, guitars, and piano music, and…
Extrovert-me takes longer to wake up than introvert-me. I’m fairly balanced, personality wise, between the extrovert and introvert, and while introvert-me looks at the dividing line between the two zones with…