by Carolyn Bickford
Today I pulled Kelly out of hell kindergarten. After seeing the class, I was a bucket of nerves every time she was in class. How lost and ignored was she that day? When will scissors boy lurch at her? Peter…
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On Friday afternoons, I like to hang out with a homeschooler’s group at a local park, and it’s really something for me rather than for my children, since all the other children in the group are considerably older than Neil…
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On Friday, I tried for a hail-mary pass to try to get Kelly into the presumably (but not guaranteed as such) better environment of the magnet school she was waitlisted for. Peter, ever the optimist, thought there might be merit…
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On Friday, I came to the horrible realization that my daughter is spectacularly unpopular, and I got to wondering. Is it me? Is it her? Or is it factors out of our control? Still a bit discombobulated from our incredible…
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At the end of this week, I felt I was the world’s worst mom in my treatment of Kelly. It started out, ironically enough, by my volunteering in Kelly’s classroom. I’ve blogged several times about San Jose Unified’s despicable policy…
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After we dropped Kelly off at school, Peter and I went to vote since our polling place is conveniently located at Kelly’s school. I’m the self-designated household designated voting nerd. I’m one of those people (supposedly rare) who looks over…
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Peter and I joked that the world could fall apart, but we were still going to continue on our trip. I have to say, at times, it did feel like the world collapsed in our absence. I knew Happy Happy…
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Just a week ago, we got back from our 31-day trip seeing our own country. I’ve been holding off blogging on it because frankly, getting it all in print, is intimidating! How do you write up a trip on which…
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