When Biggest was about 2 or so, he got frustrated by my “multi-tasking” during breakfast and reached across the table, over the paper I was grading, and put his little hands on either side of my face. “Pay attention to me,” he said while he pulled my face towards his. He didn’t stop until his forehead was against mine, staring into my eyes to ensure I really was paying attention to him.
Sometimes, our world requires us to pay attention.
And sometimes, we’d really rather be distracted by anything but that which is reaching out and grabbing our attention. Continue reading
Happy Leap Year everyone. Such a fun little bit of humanity’s attempt to make order out of chaos.
I figure February 29ths should be filled to bursting with all things extra special. I don’t know, like flambé everything tasty and lamé everything wearable.
Of course, I’m wearing super old jeans and a baggy sweatshirt right now, so obviously there’s a big gap between what I think and what I do.
However, what I did this morning was type “The End” on the revision I’ve been working on for like forever. Continue reading
Last week I developed laryngitis. In my world, laryngitis is a seasonal thing I know will show up at least a few times every year. Normally I don’t mind it terribly because I’m not a big fan of my voice, it being rather stupid sounding and all. So having a different sounding voice is always a bit like a nice change as far as I’m concerned.
But this was not that sort of laryngitis. This was the sort that instead of making me sound Lauren Bacall-esque, it made me sound silent. As in I lost my whole voice. And, of course, I was scheduled to be talking on Sunday. Continue reading
This past week has had 2 of my kids sick with colds and 1 kiddo feeling stiff and sore from running. I’m happy to report that all three are feeling better.
I’m doing better too. I think. I definitely don’t feel quite as madly whirling about the place like a gyroscope that’s lost its bearing. So I guess I am better.
Better – a word of comparison. I’m better than her or him or an earlier version of myself. Continue reading
This past weekend was an emotionally tough one for me while at the same time being a pretty decent one. I know, that doesn’t make sense to me either. I suppose it would be more clear if I were to say that my weekend had some highs and lows but for the most part, I felt more stable than not.
Of course, Mister Soandso disagreed with me when I said basically that same thing but what does he know. He isn’t inside my head. Which we can all agree is a a good thing. Continue reading
Sitting here at my dining table, I am surrounded by chaos. Seriously. We’ve been gone camping. This is our family tradition…at summer’s end, we gather up all and sundry and trek somewhere for a week of resetting our biorhythms, eating S’Mores, and turning our collective backs on technology. But when we return from all that resetting of ourselves, the house is a disaster for longer than I can tolerate.
Genius that I am, I decided that in addition to washing sundry and its friends, I would also reorganize the kitchen pantry before making the weekly menu yesterday. The crazy is strong with this one, let me tell you. Continue reading
There’s a bit of jargon we teacher types use to describe when aspects of the teaching process help the student to achieve more and more independent learning: scaffolding. As a high school teacher, I typically used it to describe actions or activities that developed skills required by future activities. Mastering baby steps, if you will.
I have to admit that even though I’ve left the classroom, I still use the term. I do this because I like it. I see it in action in parenting, in ministry, in friendship. Whether it is called “scaffolding” or not, we do it for one another when we come together and support one another to be better.
Scaffolding is great as far as I’m concerned. Continue reading