renée a. schuls-jacobson
Lessons From Nicknames
A friend of mine recently told me about the time her younger daughter accidentally cracked her head open on the doorknob at the top of a staircase. Of course this incident occurred the same weekend her daughter had a nasty sinus infection and was horking up greenish-brown lugies, thus earning her the nickname Snorky McStaplehead. What nicknames have you acquired during your life?…
Hey! Why Is It So Quiet in Here?
Every day, more people are visiting my site. Which is totally excellent. And I am grateful to everyone who comes to check me out. But here is what I’m pondering: Why do so few people who read my blog actually leave comments?…
Lessons From A Meat Truck
One year ago I bought truck meat. You heard me. Not one but two cute dudes drove into my driveway offering me steaks, chicken breasts and shellfish. Initially, I was skeptical. But I saw the meat had come from a reputable company, a name I recognized. So I figured, why not?…
I'm Lying About How We Met
To celebrate my 200th post the other day, I told people that if they commented, I would create a new post explaining how we met. Of course, I explained, all the content would be a lie. (Especially since I don’t know most of the people who post on my blog.) So here it is: a piece of writing to include each one of you who was brave enough to leave a comment. I hope you enjoy this brief moment where I veered off-course — away from parenting and education — and went straight to fiction….
Have You Ever Wanted To Interrobang?
Recently, I learned about a new punctuation mark: the interrobang. Sounds naughty doesn’t it. Sure you can Google it, if you’d like. But you don’t have to, silly. That’s why I’m here….
My Celebrity Doppelgangers
I recently saw Ironic Mom (aka: Leanne Shirtliffe) was playing around with a fun app that shows you your celebrity doppelgangers, and I decided to try it.
Here are the results:…
What to Do If Your Kid Says "I'm Bored"
It only takes once. If your child says, “I’m bored,” this summer, here’s what you do. First get all excited. Then, in the most madly excited voice you can muster say, “You are! Because I have the best thing for you to do, and I was just waiting for you to say you wanted to do something new!” …
A Twit Learns To Tweet
Way back on Monday, April 25, 2011 at precisely 8:07 AM, I emailed Clay Morgan from EduClaytion.com. He and I had established an “easy, breezy, beautiful” rapport; we’d talked on the phone a few times, and for a while, we were on the same cyber-page. But suddenly, Clay had a Twitter Icon on his page. And I didn’t….
Lessons From Summer Shoes
This is a piece I wrote in response to a writing prompt from the Red Dress Society. Participants were asked to write about shoes and connected them — in some way — to summer. This post is what was born….
Dirty Movies For Tweens
It’s summer. We’ve had a lot of 11 to 12-year-old boys hanging around the house. When it’s raining, they become basement dwellers playing ping-pong or Legos and K’Nex or Wii. I hear their mutterings. The other night one of Monkey’s friends was over. Let’s call him Steve-o. And Steve-o’s going on about movies he’s recently seen. He announces that he’s just seen Dude, Where’s My Car? …