Oh the Thinks That We Think

Last night I babysat my little friend D, who is almost four.  (Last March I took care of D for three days while her parents were in the hospital having her little brother, W.  You can read about my great pseudo-parenting skills here and my less-great, thoroughly-exhausted pseudo-parenting skills here.) In the middle of anContinue reading “Oh the Thinks That We Think”

Your Parents Don’t Want Me to Know That

  Your Right To Privacy Has Been Revoked These days, we are constantly cautioned against revealing too much of our personal information online. Be careful what you share on Twitter. Don’t post your home address on your Facebook page. Never give your social security number to a stranger. Blah, blah, blah. The way I seeContinue reading “Your Parents Don’t Want Me to Know That”

The Writing Life

I am a writer. It took me a while to be able to say that without cringing or feeling sheepish or following it up with, “Well sort of.”  But now I can own it, in all its vague, not-yet-fully-formed glory. Two years ago this week, I sat down in my principal’s office at the schoolContinue reading “The Writing Life”