Best customer treatment

Between the husband’s keyboard building/collecting and the oldest child’s woodcraft hobby, the mail carrier totes packages to our door every week. Last week, the mail carrier told the youngest child that we are his best customer. The child and his father found that much funnier than I did. The youngest child expected his new school […]

Day One

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safety pins

Reports of harassment in schools & elsewhere are breaking my heart. I will stand up for anybunny who is being bullied. #safetypin pic.twitter.com/Mm1WA4Xt9G — Mo Willems' Pigeon (@The_Pigeon) November 10, 2016 I have reservations about participating in things that are as futile as adding a ribbon to your social media profile pics. I can see […]

How do you spell that?

While at a government office that shall not be named, I handed over my Driver’s License and asked for paperwork that I was told would be ready for pickup. I always hand over my license when I’m asking someone to look me up by my last name. It usually prevents being asked repeatedly how I […]

Be a voting helper, not a hindrance

I guess we’re going to have Poll Watchers and Monitors this November. What a waste of time and energy. I have taken my children to the polls since they were babies. They have all watched me spin the dial. They have all taken a turn pushing the big button at the end of the ballot. […]

Pokémon Go

I took three of the children out to collect Pokemon today. I sat on a bench with my book and tried to get lost in the words, but I kept getting distracted by everything happening around me. Everyone was walking around with their phones, playing a silly game. A trio of middle aged women giggled […]

Undercaffeinated – The sequel

The cashier looked blankly at the six real sugar bottles of coke in my shopping cart. Her: “Want these in a bag?” Me: “No. I’ll juggle all six glass bottles from the counter to my car.” Her: “Really?”

things forgotten

After a year in the dorm, ReadingNoah went to church with the Grands. They sent him home to choose a “more appropriate outfit” than his jeans and flannel shirt, but he made it there eventually. When he came home after church, he and the two youngest had raided the church’s Mother’s Day decor to give […]

May I have your autograph?

Starving Artist’s senior yearbook was mailed to Knoxville instead of her apartment in the Bronx. “Want me to mail it to you?” “Nah. I’ll get it at Christmas.” “Can I open it?” “Sure.” “Can I have fun with it?” “Do whatever you want.” I’m not going to look it up on Pinterest, but other than […]