Spring Break in 5… 4…. 3…

I was up at 6.30 this morning to get the kids to school early. Why? Today is generations day. The kids invite someone from another generation (Grandparents, friends… mommy’s tennis partner…) to the school for the morning. What’s really super cool (according to Jane) is that the 5th grade kids get to escort the guests from the entry of the school to the host child’s classroom. When you are eleven this is a big deal. This is Jane’s last Generations day, as this is her last year of lower school. …

Jane Is Making Me Buy a Hybrid Sedan

The car shopping is sort of fun. I love cars more than a little. I love big rumbly engines, I love revving a car engine and feeling it move under me. I love taking a turn so fast that the car turns sideways just a little, but rights itself to speed up again. I love talking torque. I also love the planet, as does my daughter. I’m buying a hybrid because Jane is making me. My Mom has two hybrids, they love them. My Dad has two hybrids, he is …

Momversation: Do You Make Your Kids Hug?

This week at Momversation Karen asks, “do you make your kids hug your adult friends?” Asha, Mindy and I do not agree with each other on this one. Well? Do you? I’m sure no one is surprised to find out that I do not. We’ve talked about this a little bit before, in fact, I don’t even care if my kids are rude to strangers. Nope. Really, don’t care one iota. I really want to know what you think about it. I remember having to hug Aunts and Uncles and …

Jane Just Wants a Crunch Bar

We went to drive some Subarus and Jane asked for money for a Crunch Bar. “No honey,” I said, ” we don’t eat Nestle products.” “But I want a Crunch bar, I love them.” “Jane, Nestle tells moms that they should use baby formula, and in some of those countries the water is unsafe so the babies die.” She looked at me puzzled, so I continued, “and Nestle also cuts down the rainforest to make KitKat bars, and the apes have nowhere to live.” “Oh my gawd Mom,” she replied, …

The Birthday List

My husband and parents keep asking me what I want for my birthday. I’d like to play tennis or maybe take a hike. I have everything I ever wanted, so I don’t really want any gifts. Well, there is one thing. I want chickens. I want backyard chickens for eggs and for fun. I’d love to have fresh eggs every day, and nothing feeds your flowers quite like chicken poop. My dream is to get the Araucana chicks that are a day old from McMurray along with a nice hutch …