…give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.** Sometimes in the dead dark of night I worry. I worry about a lot of the same things most mothers worry about. Whether I’ve peeled enough carrot sticks for lunch. Whether I’ve remembered to sign the field trip permission form. Whether I’ve forgotten some major life event my kids will be traumatized by…
Tag: life lessons
Lessons My Six Year Old Has Taught Me
Last week we attended a Kunst og Kultur open house. Though it sounds sort of dirty, Kunst og Kultur is simply Art and Culture, and the open house was the culmination of my first grade son’s recent unit of study. We parents sat in folding chairs in the cafeteria and clutched cups of coffee. The children…
I Wanna Hold Your Hand
Recently I chaperoned my son’s 1st grade class on a field trip to an art museum. We marched, two by two toward the train and two by two on the fifteen minute walk from train to museum (this is Denmark, we walk, no chartered, cushy busses for us). As we tripped along I tried to…
Fever Pitch
In case I’ve never mentioned it in these page, I am not a sports person. My single season as a Pop Warner cheerleader ended one cold, November afternoon with a bee sting to the ass. (Who knew those bumbles hung out on cold, metal bleachers like the kissy-kissy teenagers?) Though a broken ankle sidelined my…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 