Oh my goodness, please make Tieghan Gerard's garlic butter shrimp pad thai NOW!!! This was hands down the best meal I've fed the family in the past two weeks. Like so good, I hid the leftovers in the back of the fridge so I could have them all to myself for lunch. #sorrynotsorry Whew! February … Continue reading Whoa, February
Any teacher could tell you that a classroom is a room full of stories. My grandmother, Mawmaw, was a 5th grade teacher in the same district I teach in now. Some of the novels that used to be in her classroom are now in mine. I grew up hearing the stories of her room. The … Continue reading Gratitude
A couple of weeks ago I challenged my students to write down what they were thankful for and I did the same. Remembering what we valued most during this season was healing and affirming. Comment with what you're thankful for! Happy Thanksgiving!!!!
Fat. The grim reaper of women's self-esteem has entered my five-year old's vocabulary and I am livid. Not with her, but with our world. With myself. With you. I want to throw a tantrum. A hair pulling, limbs flailing tantrum at the unfairness of society's persistent hypersexualized, dysmorphic, skewed glorification of beauty that NO ONE can … Continue reading F-A-T
It was a normal summer day for us. We ran, we ate, we swam, and we ate some more. Today was a normal summer day, barring one exception, that being the moment when I found myself parenting a stranger's child. My daughter has always been fearless in the water. Up until last summer she would enthusiastically shout, "watch … Continue reading I yelled at a stranger’s kid today
Every morning on the way to school, my little love and I say our "good morning" prayer. As we drive, I say a little prayer for a day filled with safety, love, and gratitude. Then my sweet girl says her prayer. This morning she remained quiet after I finished, so I turned up the radio … Continue reading Good Morning Prayers
Sunday was an overcast and humid day. Looming rain clouds threatened to dump cascades of water on us at any moment. The trail on which we ran was quiet, the water beside us was peaceful. We pointed out turtles to each other and the brilliance of what little sun there was reflecting on the water. … Continue reading Fourteen Miles