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• schooldays

  Yurelli’s Buddy

  11.03.08 | Permalink | 4 Comments

  Sally has reached that age where she will not reveal what she did at school today. Even under extreme pressure from mastermind interrogation techniques (Mom singing the songs from Barbie and The Diamond Castle), she deflects the conversation to her latest drawing of a unipegicorn and, on a weak day, she’ll only confess that “Serenity [...]

• motherhood

  Your kisses don’t make it better anymore; only a bandaid makes it all better.

  09.19.08 | Permalink | 8 Comments

  Usually I like to think that I’m exaggerating when I talk about a fault of mine. No one could be THAT bad a mom or a wife or a school chauffeur-er, but lately I’ve realized that I really am THAT bad, and I can no longer point out that things COULD BE WORSE by pretending [...]

• Sally, school

  Dear Sally, Grandma thinks you’re autistic and she can’t stop talking about it

  07.21.08 | Permalink | 11 Comments

  {Back to HELP WANTED.} Sometimes I think about homeschooling. This thinking usually peaks around May and plummets in July. The timing is handy, making me look forward to both summer vacation and to school starting again. And even though I know it’s a cycle, I can’t avoid it because let’s face it: two universal truths [...]