It all counts

Throughout her academic career, my daughter worked exceedingly hard to earn high grades. A consummate overachiever, she maintained an A-average from elementary school through her recent master’s degree. Her education was serious business. When she was in middle school, probably around seventh grade, the scale for earning an A was a numerical score of 95-100.…

Guilty pleasure

Beeswax and pigment Rainbows and joy in a box They smell of childhood Last year, before the beginning of the school calendar, my husband’s office collected supplies for local schools. We filled a shopping bag with notebook paper, pencils and pens, folders and binders. The Mister also found my nearly new 64-count box of Crayola™ crayons…

Baby Police

When my kids were babies, still small enough that they had a soft spot, I would go to their cribs at night and put my hand on their heads, feeling for their heart beats. Not wanting to wake them, but to reassure myself they were okay. Today, both of them are in their 20s, and…