The other day my eldest son, who is rarely critical, told me that I always wanted to be right about everything. It wasn’t said in an accusatory or confrontational way but in passing, as part of a natural conversation—which made me sit up and take notice all the more. Not a vehement rebuttal to one […]
Discernment Muscles
My son has been reading voraciously for the past couple of years. Somewhere between seven and eight, when we moved into a house where he had his own room, his own nightstand, and his own reading lamp, everything clicked. He went from reading Bob books under duress to devouring Mr. Popper’s Penguins, the whole Narnia […]
Coffee Cake, Mythology, and Misgivings
Every day at around ten a.m., you can find us eating a snack and taking a little break from our lessons. On this particular Monday, the break took place indoors, as it was raining outside. We had some coffee cake that had been sent over a few days prior because my husband’s grandfather had passed […]
Cultivating a Creative Culture At Home
Every child is an artist, the problem is staying an artist when you grow up.” Pablo Picasso My husband is an artist, and has been since he was a very little boy. Many times I’ve heard him tell the story of starting school where every single one of his classmates was an artist. Everyone drew […]
On Wrestling: An Open Letter to my Son
Dear Aiden, Do you know what one of my favorite things to watch you do is? I love to watch you wrestle with your Daddy. I love how the two of you like to try to beat each other to a pulp and laugh together as you’re doing so. I love how, even though he’s […]
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