Nightmares

Nightmares

“I had a nightmare last night,” says Declan. “‘I’m sorry about that.  I have nightmares, too. ” I say. “You, Mommy? What do you have nightmares about?” He leans in for the answer.  “Running out of money. Being sick.  Not being...
What Teachers Really Do During Lunch

What Teachers Really Do During Lunch

I have to go to the bathroom.  I wish the bell would ring. It finally does. I really don’t have to go, but I know I’d better try because I’ve only got one shot to go during the day…my mother always made me try “just in case.” That...
Things Kids Ask to Make Moms Crazy

Things Kids Ask to Make Moms Crazy

“How long is an hour?”  Declan asks.  He already knows the answer. It’s a trick question.  An hour used to be sixty minutes on the sundial–or sixty minutes, plus or minus a smidge of an Olympic fraction of a microsecond that over time changed...
The Legacy of a Teacher

The Legacy of a Teacher

Brother Norris was a fascinating man.  I heard of his passing this week. He spent thirty years teaching us English, then went on to retirement.  It’s time for him to look down from heaven and make sure we’re not splitting our infinitives.  I know...
“You Didn’t Read My Book!”

“You Didn’t Read My Book!”

“You didn’t actually read my book!”   My friend got caught like a kid cheating on summer reading. Jodi, the “Don’t Sniff the Glue” supercovermodel, hates to read. But since she’s on the cover, and we both have brown hair and...