This year we have a kindergartener, first grader, second grader, fifth grader, sixth grader, and high school senior. We’ve got at least one kid in each school in the district. And each of those six kids is different. Some are strong students, some are not so strong. Some are well behaved, some are not so […]
Archives for August 2016
Two words you never want to hear during the school year. Or ever. And how to deal with them.
It’s back to school time. It’s exciting for kids because it’s time to reconnect with old friends and make new friends. It’s exciting for parents because, well… duh. But back to school time also means some other not so exciting things may be happening. And it’s only a matter of time before you hear those […]
This is going to be harder for me than it is for you.
I’ve been counting down the minutes until the kids go to school tomorrow. So have the girls. They are super excited. But Number 6 is fighting it every step of the way. Every morning he wakes up, asks how many more days there are until school starts, and then as soon as I tell him, […]
We Were All New Once
If your school district is anything like my school district, once those teacher assignments come out for the upcoming school year, the feeding frenzy begins and people start interrogating everyone who has a kid older than theirs about teachers. There are always those teachers that everyone wants to get. There are the teachers that nobody […]
On Wednesday I’m gonna party like it’s 1999.
We are three days away from the first day of school. And I can’t wait. I’ve made some comments about how I may be looking forward to Wednesday more than I’ve ever looked forward to any day in the history of my life, and I’ve been met with people who can totally relate, and then others who […]
If “to plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow,” well, then I’m f*cked.
This was going to be the summer. I was going to have a garden to rival all gardens. I was going to basically live off the land. I was going to produce so much shit from my garden I’d be able to have my own roadside stand. Or maybe even a booth at the farmer’s […]