Home. School. Life.
A legend from my high school passed away this week – Dr. Fred Coolick, my history teacher all throughout high school. He taught my older siblings many years before me, and he continued to teach many years after I left. He actually called himself Mr. Coolick when he taught me, so that’s how I’ll refer…
When my now 8-year old was 3 years old, he was an absolute terror. Like kicking-and-screaming-on-the-floor-of-the-grocery-store terror. Like flailing-his-arms-to squirm-out-of-mine terror. You know the type. The kind of kid that makes you want to huddle in the corner of the bathroom with a bottle of wine. After running through a host of parenting methods that…
Sometimes, when I can’t control certain aspects of my life, I turn to cleaning and organization for a sense of control. Recently, I’ve been doing what I call pandemic-cleaning. Anyone else?? Just me?? Ok then. When I’ve had a bad day, often friends will tell me to ignore the laundry piling up or the dishes…
