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To Get Up or to Zzzzzzzz
Monkey started 7th grade this year. I hear him moving around starting at 6:20 AM, and I stick my pillow over my head. Unlike my parents who stayed in bed, confident in my organizational abilities — or never really ever considered whether I had everything I needed or not — I feel totally guilty for staying in bed. …
A Different Kind Of Punishment #twits
Save Sprinkles is my guest blogger today. And she is writing about her memory of her fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Larson….
Lessons From An Only Child & Three Dead Fish
While much work has been done to debunk the myth of the weirdo only child, most people still think one is the loneliest number. And, shockingly, strangers continue to ask me, over 10 years after my son was born, when I plan to have another. As if having just one is the worst, most unthinkable thing I could ever do….