Teacher Town

My munchkin is learning to talk. I yelled down the stairs during bath time, "Baby said his first word!" and his brothers and dad c...

I can see my school from my kitchen window where I sit. I won't be heading in that direction until August, but the security lights are b...

Am I glad I posted 28 out of 31 days? Yeah, I'm glad. It's April 1 today, and looking back on the last posts of last month, I feel...

Holy moley, my sister is less than a month away from delivering her first baby. She's younger by seven years, so it wasn't likely th...

It wasn't too long ago that I was bragging about my progress in the kitchen, and while I haven't posted much about it, I'm still...

First, the good news. I've secured a job teaching sixth grade English at my home school. All that worrying for nothing because now I kno...

Two brothers sit at the dining room table "working on homework". A notebook lies open before one and a laptop is open before the o...

I was instantly enamored with Lisa Simpson when she proclaimed, "Victory for the middle child!" after Marge sent her on a surprise...

Nap when the baby naps. This is the advice that many people have given me that I rarely follow. There's too much to do, and plus, I'...

My eighth grader and I shared a school building for his sixth and seventh grade. I miss seeing him in the halls or his occasional visits bet...

Holy moley, I can barely concentrate on writing this post with all the racket. I don't need to rely on the crocuses to tell me that spri...

We had a table for nine + baby for brunch yesterday to celebrate my birthday. In keeping with tradition, everyone at the table was asked to ...

On yet another perfect spring day, my son and about ten boys got together for a pickup game of soccer on the back field yesterday. They'...

I was out on the Town last night to see a band at a small club nearby. No kids, new jeans, a couple of glasses of wine and a cupcake gave me...

Walking out of our neighborhood grocery store today, I overheard two elderly gentlemen chatting on a park bench. One was telling the other, ...

After a night of frequent interruptions, little one had an even crankier morning here this morning. Judging from the way he was jamming his ...

Baby or no baby, we could all list hundreds of things that we can count as "done" on any given day, but there's something abou...

There's a scary mound of laundry growing in my basement, and I'm not proud. I prefer to keep a neat house--clutter gets me down--but...

People complain about Daylight Savings Time, and when it's time to spring forward, I'm usually in wholehearted agreement. Losing an ...

I spent the morning with my son at his school to rehearse and paint a set for a show at the end of the month.  It's not surprising that ...