Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Five-Minute "Coffee" Cake
Baking has never been my strong suit. But I've found that I can teach science through cooking and baking. Not deep, world-changing science. Just the scientific principles a kindergartner might be able to grasp.
Emmie's two favorite foods are Crab Legs...
Sunday, August 29, 2010
But I'm Not Very Sorry
Educators, everywhere, I apologize.
But I am that mom.
At first, I seem like that mom you're going to just love. I've got your supplies covered, your parties snacked and your social activities staffed.
But I am all up in your cheese.
I'm so bad...
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Superstar!
Scott and Emmie both love the spotlight. They were both born without guile, with the entertainment gene in full effect. It's crazy, I tell ya.
I'm social, it's true. But being on camera, being in front of a crowd... It's not for me. I can manage public...
Local Business Rocks! What Local Biz Do You Love, and Why?
I read today that large retailers like WalMart are starting to release their Black Friday sales items and prices. It kind of made me nauseous because - unlike WalMart - I still remember this news story.
Supporting small businesses has always been important...
Monday, August 23, 2010
We'll Be Working On Our Own Vocabulary
Emerson and I are lying in her bed, reading before we go to sleep. We have a deal: For every page I read to her, she sounds out one word of her choosing. The problem is that she doesn't have a lot of patience with the process, and wants to guess her...
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Maybe For Her Birthday in January (Anyone up For Sharing a Room?)
Emmie's asking to go back to Orlando - LOL!
"Can we go back to Atlanta an' ride da teacups and da train dat go berry fass?!"
"Baby, that's in Orlando, Florida."
Her little mouth turned down and she whispered, "Mama? I know iss berry spensable,...
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Zombie Apocalypse Averted
Thank you, Michael Royce "Nicely Nicely" Hill for setting my mind at ease with this.
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Friday, August 13, 2010
Meet the Future President of PETA
One of the reasons that we're so concerned about Emerson's school placement is because of how sensitive a child she is. She's a little ray of sunshine, unicorns, and strawberries, and she deserves to stay that way. She doesn't need people like my fourth...
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Times I Fell Down: Part Ouch
When I was pregnant with Emmie, we lived in the top floor of an old house in the Hill area. The back stairs sprouted from a wooden deck. And when it rained, despite the non-skid strips I'd adhered to them and the bleach I'd poured on them to get rid...
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Times I Fell Down: Part I
I've been promising (threatening?) to write a post like this for a long time. Because, frankly, I deserve it. For some reason, I spend much of my life staring up at the sky, or at a close-up of the ground, and thinking, "What just happened?"
I was...
Friday, August 06, 2010
You Might Wanna Get That Checked...
My friend Amber is a new mom to her fourth child, Amelia. She's breastfeeding, but has run into a slight difficulty.
"I'm sorry you're feeling bad," I said to A.C.
"I think it's from going to dinner the other night," she mused.
I laughed: "You think...
Thursday, August 05, 2010
Foiled! ... And Successful Entirely by Accident
I get an alert that a person previously with my company has joined a new practice. Since it's part of my job to track and compile these events, I am frustrated when I can't pull up the full information. I decide to call the practice directly.
"[Name...
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
Girl is SERIOUS About Those Shoes...
Emmie's got a frown on her face, and a far-away look in her eyes.
"What's up, Doodle?"
"I was just imagination that I was on the ribber an' a lady use her powers to steal my Skechers," she said, brow crinkled.
I choke back a laugh. "Um... okay..."
"NO....
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Win, Lose or Draw
Emmie is being obnoxious.
"Em, if Zayquan says to stop annoying him, please do it," I say, wearily. They're still playing pretty well together, but a high-pitched whining emanates from their current location more frequently than usual.
"But, Mama,...
