I’m tired

It is that moment in the school year where you are worn away like a favorite pencil- sharpened until there is a so little left it is hard to hold onto. I’m struggling. But spring is finally here. That’s good and I scrapped ice yesterday but not today. That’s good, too.

Signs of spring- Finn’s chickens are laying, new baseball uniforms, Momo’s short hair, revolutionary trading cards instead of essays, prepping for AP exams, giddyup Sunday best, active shooter supplies, LieLie singing gospel and winery trips without snow.



Today was FAB!! Homeless homeroom supplies have been flowing in. Thank you everyone near and far!!!❤️❤️ So the kids and I went to school today to sort it out and pack nice supply bags for my hungry peeps since the pickings were slim last week. When we got there school was getting new toilets and water fountains!!!!! What?! No more roaches flaying in the plugged fountains?!!!Omg!!!! Banner day.

And I went to Pilates class for the first time ever. Ya’ll I was born to exercise laying down. I loved it.

Then the kids and I watched Papillon. It was so good but so traumatizing that we had to watch Sherlock Gnome to recalibrate.

It has been raining for DAYS. It needs to stop.

The past week

People say the days are long but the years are short as a parent. That feels true sometimes, but not this past week. This week was long AF. The hermit crab molted. We thought it was dead ten times and his arm fell off while Finn was petting it. That went over really well. Not. It has hailed and rained and sleeted and otherwise drenched my spirit, my yard and my chickens. They run up to me, clucking and wading and look at me with sad eyes like it is all my fault that the sky is crying ice when I come home. It’s not my fault, I asked Jesus for summer on the beach with a cabana boy delivery service but prayers get answered in God’s time not mine.

LieLie is home from school, avoiding new germs and eating antibiotics like candy so I’m feeling all the mother guilt. I’m at work , giving a test that’s too hard to kids in a room without heat, instead of watching TV under blankies with her. I’m doing the opposite of avoiding new germs. I’m just hoping they die of frostbite before they get to me. We did have a really bright spot in the week, though. We went to DC to get another opinion on Finn’s ears and to get his hearing aids. We could not have had a better experience at Chattering Children and the River School. If anyone (young or old) needs hearing aids go there!! Super models will dote on you and adjust your hearing aids until you can hear a baby hiccup on Mars.

We stayed with my friend Meredith who runs the River School. Her kids are as kooky as mine and that is saying a lot. My kids wanted to stay there forever with their “second cousins”. Finn is very selective about who he feels comfortable enough with to declare them relatives. If he decides you are his second cousin then you are IN. I think I still have “good family friend” status and I birthed him.

While we were there we went to the botanical gardens. I gave a little squeeze to a plant that looked like a giant tongue. It turns out that is secretes a rotting meat smell to attract flies as pollinators. I learned it the really hard way. I’m the fly😢 Luckily my stankyness did not dampen Finn’s enthusiasm for Fortnight dancing through the Capital.

We also went to the Marine Museum out by Quantico. It’s amazing, interactive and informative plus you can drink beer and eat fried pickles. What is not to love?!

Oh St Valentine❤️

I took this picture apres le danse last night. When I went to pick her up kids were pouring out wearing a hodgepodge of outfits from ball gowns to “romphims”. I saw some jeans with holes and Birkenstock’s with dress socks for fancy. My own child was wearing velvet and Doc Martins. The you be you vibe is strong with this generation, even when these socialized southern kids go to the ball. Carry on kids.

In other news, I partied in Main Street Books with my Galentines and Finn got some Valentines from his class. Here are my favorites because who doesn’t love Craisons and math?❤️ #nevergrump


Finn wanted to drag his entire keyboard to school so he could “DJ recess with the tracks I’ve been laying down.” I told him we needed to ask the teacher first. Then LieLie said “just let him do it. They let me play a pan pipe recital to my class when I was his age.” Um WHAT?! So I said “you don’t play the plan flute.” And she said “exactly”.