My sweet son has had a fascination with the toilet for ever so long, when anything in the house went missing, the commode was the first place we looked. In its watery recesses we discovered such items as the cordless phone, the television remote, my darling daughter’s hairbrush … [Read more...]

I am gifted. According to the highly regarded, extremely technical test I completed online (in record time, I might add), my intelligence quotient measures 132 points. 132 points! That is 32 points higher than the average adult, and a measly 7 points below Mensa qualification. … [Read more...]

OK, I admit it. Like a ripe cheese or a really fine wine, I have aged. My teaching career has spanned over 30 years and is still going strong. But even though I love education and the children I’m influencing, I feel like a dinosaur. My veteran comrades have retired, enjoying … [Read more...]

My son has no idea what physical feats I chose to endure to conceive him. Of course, my first husband and I both worked at the baby-making process until it lost all its charm. I came to the conclusion that my eggs must’ve been little cloaked prudes with wings, always escaping … [Read more...]

Toddlers. Irrational. Explosive. Highly energetic. And let us not forget dangerous. They can be pure charm, and melt your heart as they pitter patter across the kitchen floor, lovey in hand and plant a wet kiss on your cheek. But the same little pitter patter can land at your … [Read more...]