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Mommy Needs Space for Mother’s Day

It’s not that she doesn’t love you. No, she loves you way too much. That’s the problem. That’s always been the problem and you know it. It’s only gotten worse now that she’s trapped in the house with you. You know that too. So, please, give her a break. And, while you’re at it, pickContinue reading “Mommy Needs Space for Mother’s Day”

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How to change the way your child thinks about school.

Changing the way your child thinks about school is already a daunting task, so don’t expect miracles or overnight success. It is school after all. This isn’t a checklist or advice that works on cue. These are segments of living that should be worked into conversations and built upon as you move throughout the schoolContinue reading “How to change the way your child thinks about school.”

Go ahead, pick the dragon’s nose kid.

Caper Please stop making faces! Beautiful hair, shiny, long, short, doesn’t matter–I mean the kind of hair that girls envy and say so out loud, right to his face. But, I’ll be damned if he gives me one good smile for a picture. There’s always a face, a different one for each shot. The creepyContinue reading “Go ahead, pick the dragon’s nose kid.”

The Zika Monster

Everywhere you turn, you hear a buzzing sound–that high-pitched synchronicity peeling through your eardrum deep into the dead of night. That’s me. Every night. Even when there’s nothing really there. I had planned to begin this blog post by focusing solely on education because I’m trying so hard to stick to the just to thatContinue reading “The Zika Monster”

Tapping into Anger, Hitler Youth

Youth The eyes spill anger, the kind that festers. Love turns to hate so quickly. There’s a sort of hell inside a young mind. I see it every day at school and all the time at home. It’s the conflict inside all of us, but as an adult, we master it. We live. We learn.Continue reading “Tapping into Anger, Hitler Youth”

Portraits of Love

Every day. Four eyes hit me with judgment and love. Dark lashes fan the flecks of green and yellow floating in a sea of amber. Love. Striking out of a pool of black. Forgiveness. But, as they grow I forget that they were always doing this. Waves of black and brown frame her face insteadContinue reading “Portraits of Love”

Keep Your Head in the Clouds

Oh, look at that! It’s a panda. You see it? There’s a ship. Look look look. Where? Right there, follow my finger. You see it? No. Well sort of. Ooowa! That one’s weird. I think it’s an old man. He’s smiling. See? Yeah! I see it… I lied. I saw nothing. Really. Just nothing. ItContinue reading “Keep Your Head in the Clouds”

Religion is in the details.

At the end of the first week back to school in Florida, I stood in a line with moms beaten, worried, and tired. We were from everywhere in Miami. We wore business clothes, jeans, and sweatpants. The “perfect” mom with the straight, red hair, black V-neck sweater, and pencil skirt raised her eyebrows as theContinue reading “Religion is in the details.”

Our Education God: The Test

Teachers often share many similarities with the students they admonish, chastise, chase, change, and ultimately love like a mother who spends her days doing the same. Because we’re together so much of the time and essentially trapped in the same environment, teachers want to escape just as much as students do, especially at this timeContinue reading “Our Education God: The Test”