Everyone agrees, when starting a puzzle, you begin with the edges. You separate them into a pile, sort out the colors and put together the outline. But what is the next step? Do you sort by color, by shape,...
William Butler Yeats once said, “I write to remake myself.” I have always found comfort and peace in writing, in putting pen to paper. I have always felt free when I’ve written anything, from writing poetry in high school...
Today was the first day of soccer. It’s been awhile since we’ve done soccer - since we’ve done any classes or sports at all, for that matter. Rhys was extra excited, quickly putting on his soccer jersey, shorts (despite...
When was the last time you were away from your baby(ies) for more than a few hours? Imagine being away for a whole weekend!
For me this happened in late 2020 - with COVID-19 making us all staycation, I plunged...
My son Fritz doesn’t worry about much. He’s an easygoing four-year-old boy. Except when he gets mad or sad and then he cries, or hits someone, before quickly reverting back to his jolly self. He doesn’t think too much...
Where is the ideal space for yoga? There are some very practical pointers to create a physical space for the physical practice of yoga by our friends at Porch. Another place altogether is to create space for yoga in...
Whenever it happens I get tense, I grind my teeth and feel a sense of fear and anger build up. It’s the screaming and crying. That sound just seems to set me in a whirlwind of emotions that are...
Editor's Note: This is part 2 of 2 posts. Read part 1 here.
Books
I was a bookworm when I was in grade school and college so I happen to appreciate traditional learning with books. Alas, not all books are created...
Editor's Note: This is part 1 of 2 posts.
There is public school and home school, but home school is not public school at home.
When I started teaching my daughters at home, I had the thought to do things in...
I remember it as if it was yesterday – it all began one summer in the mid-90’s. The sun was blazing and the radio was blaring in my cousin’s car on a fine L.A. morning. We were on our...