Discovering Christopher Robin

“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” A.A. Milne “Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!” sings Ray in some semblance of rhythm with the Winnie the Pooh song, and with just the right amount of “puff” sandwiching the name. She’s learned what thinking looks like: elbow resting on your hand, fingers […]

Parenting myself

Thanks to a chalkboard wall, a Pout Pout Fish letters book, and the eager mind behind Ray’s sparkly eyes, I started homeschooling last year. If I’m honest, I started well before her third birthday was in sight because I was bored. The hot days drag without any sort of structure to them. We had routine, […]

The blessing and curse of anticipation

I realized a few days ago that I’ve totally lost the ability to wholeheartedly look forward to something; to abandon myself to the anticipation, allowing it to permeate every aspect of my being. Perhaps I’m the only one, or perhaps that’s one of the many things we all lose when we become adults. I’m not […]

The unexpected demographic

Willa is turning one on February 18. She’s been walking for two weeks now. With her large top, small bottom, and arms swinging in front of her potbelly, she strongly resembles a baboon. Her whole body sways precariously, but she rarely falls. When her arms aren’t swinging they’re rhythmically slapping that belly, exponentially increasing the […]

A girl and her dog

I couldn’t find her anywhere. All the doors leading to potential danger were firmly closed so I wasn’t panicking, but the house is small. There are only so many places she could be and she wasn’t in any of them. Suddenly, as I scoured the kitchen and living room with a quick eye, I heard […]