Mouse loves school. Always has. Until two weeks ago when we saw a crack in her armor. And then there was that day she came home, and collapsed crying into her over-sized stuffed animal bear.
The Bear had a school assembly this week. ‘Assembly’ is one of the cutest words to hear her say aloud. She accentuates the ‘bly’ this way: ba-lee. I ask repetitive, kinda idiotic questions like “what did you say you had today sweetie?” and “your teacher said it was time to […]
Opening yourself up in confessionals and other kinds of personal, revelatory writing for the world to see and read. I don’t do it much around here, but this is what blogging started as, right? This is stuff from my past that even the Mrs. doesn’t know about. I don’t talk […]
