As a mom, especially a homeschool mom, some days are good – you get everything on your list crossed off and you feel like THE GODDAM QUEEN OF THE WORLD. Other days your child says NO to everyfuckingthing and you push and push and push until any possibility of enjoyment – much less learning – […]
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It’s mid-July and the thermostat in my teaching trailer reads 85 degrees. Everything I am wearing—skirt, summer camp t-shirt, faded red espadrilles hiding unpainted toenails—is sticking to me and I haven’t even started teaching yet. I need to make a playlist. One that says, “I’m the cool new music teacher.” I lean over to open iTunes […]
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Sometimes . . . I hate being a mother. And, I wonder if I am really cut out for it. What you just read—that confession—has been sitting in my drafts folder since March 2014. And now that I’ve said it, the urge to backspace and instead tell a fluffy little story about how much I […]
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Do you know what it feels like to fit in? It’s been on my mind a lot lately, especially as I’m about to start my second year of homeschooling my eight-year-old son. While the concept of ditching mainstream education has grown exponentially in the last ten years, being a homeschool parent still makes me seem a […]
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My Black son got a black hoodie for his birthday. When he took it out of the Batman gift bag, I felt a shiver creep up my spine. The white relative who gave it to him probably didn’t spend any time thinking about what it means to give a Black person a black hoodie. *** […]
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“Mommy, what is the sex?” Max asked, picking at the tag on his Batman pajama top. “Um, well, it’s complicated. We need to get to school. Today you get to finish your Leprechaun traps!” Thank God we’re running late. Again. I knew this day would come. I just had no idea it would be set […]
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1a. Suspicious Activity Near Schools Fri., May 6, 2016 9:03 a.m. Posted by: cindymom44 A 9-year-old girl who lives in the community reported to the police that a man got out of a red pick-up truck and asked her to get into his truck with him. She said no, ran into the woods, […]
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“Mommy, can we go to Chuck E. Cheese’s for Mother’s Day?” said my 7-year-old from the merry-go-round. “Aw. That’s very thoughtful.” I said. “Spin me faster!” It was hard to spin him with one hand and text my husband, if u take me to Chuck E. Cheese on Mother’s Day I’ll throw myself into oncoming traffic with the other, but I […]
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I have a secret. Coming out about this is probably going to make my life harder for a while, but hopefully in the long run, people will understand, accept it, and move on.
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“No, we are NOT getting Skittles, Max!” I said. “But, Mom! I wanna taste the rainbow. Pleeeeeeeese!” The woman in front of us with the “Jesus Saves” tote bag looked at him, then at me, then back at him with a grin. “He’s precious.” I rolled my eyes. “Thanks.” “Put the candy back, Max. […]
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