Is this the 5 minute argument or the full half hour?

My daughter can argue with air. I’d like to say that’s a metaphor, but I have genuinely heard her, alone in a room, having a full-blown argument when there was literally nothing there to argue with. I like to think she’s simply honing her skills for a future career in politics. Or law. Either way,Continue reading “Is this the 5 minute argument or the full half hour?”

Annual pointlessness

Yesterday I spent an hour and a half in a meeting room at my daughter’s school. One with a giant window, where anyone walking past could see the private and confidential information projected onto a screen because a staff member thoughtfully decided it would be easier to read than huddling around a laptop. Nothing saysContinue reading “Annual pointlessness”

Anyone got a paddle?

For the last month our daughter hasn’t slept through more than one night a week. Most nights, if I’m lucky, I get a three hour block before I hear the tiny voice at the bedroom door informing me she “had a nightmare.” The nightmares, according to her, involve snakes, witches, monsters, spiders and, somewhat lessContinue reading “Anyone got a paddle?”

Puppy bench enthusiast

Watching the World Go By (Or: How I Accidentally Trained My Dog to Become a Bench Enthusiast) We are still working on the puppy being less reactive. By “less reactive” I mean ideally he would like to stop attempting to greet every individual leaf, blade of grass, and passing breeze like a long-lost friend. ToContinue reading “Puppy bench enthusiast”

Pouring from the non-existent empty bucket

Ever heard the phrase you can’t pour from an empty bucket? I have. Mostly from therapists. I hate it, it’s such a stupid thing to say. We’re not containers with a finite amount of ‘stuff’ also what is it that we’re pouring? Love? Energy? Sarcasm? That last one I promise I have an endless wellContinue reading “Pouring from the non-existent empty bucket”